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Fenrir, by M.D. Lachlan
Posted on: December 27, 2011
Fenrir, by M.D. Lachlan
Published in Oct 2011
where I got it: library
why I read it: enjoyed the first book in the series, Wolfsangel
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For no good reason, I had a tough time getting into Fenrir. I think I was expecting a similar opening as Wolfsangel had, with Vikings and raids and witches and such, so I was caught off guard by being introduced to so many characters who were clearly, not Vikings. Where were Vali and Feileg, the twin brothers I cried for in Wolfsangel? Where was the beautiful Adisla, whom they both swore to protect? I know my mythological friends are here someplace, for it is their destiny to be reborn, if only to be tortured by the gods again and again and again. Perhaps they were born into Vikings, or perhaps traders from the East, or perhaps Frankish Christians. Hiding Odin and Fenris in Frankish Christians who haven’t a clue what’s going on? That’s just cruel.
Aelis, a minor Frankish princess, is worth her weight in political marriages. And everyone wants Aelis. Helgi, an Eastern Viking Prince of Constantinople wants to maybe marry her, maybe sacrifice her. Her brother, a Parisian Count, opts to keep her, hoping for a better offer. Multiple Viking factions know she’s worth her weight in ransom, so the new name of the game is kidnap Aelis.
Jehan, oh, poor Jehan. Stricken with paralysis and blindness as a youth, he is now a monk, and seen as a living saint. His timing to Paris couldn’t be worse, and he is trapped in the church when the Vikings attack. The Vikings know all about relics, and the worth of the bones of a saint, so suddenly Jehan is also worth quite a bit in ransom, dead or alive. Years from now, I will still pity Jehan.
And then we have Munin and Hugin, the horrific sibling priests of Odin. More on them later.
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Did I miss anything?
oh yes, Happy Birthday Sir Isaac Newton! Also Dionysus and Mithra! yay, presents and birthday candles all around.
We made latkes (cheese cloth is your friend. as is ventilation), we made Stollen (soak fruit in rum for an hour? bah! try all afternoon!), I totally hearted the geek out love on The Nerdist on BBC last night and will be watching Doctor Who all evening while eating greasy carb filled Chinese food. Oh, and in case you were wondering, Chris Hardwick’s interview with David Tennant was adorable. Also, not the only reason I watched the show. you can listen to the whole thing here
Cuz I’m lighting ye olde Chanukiah I got to open prezzies last week. Husband and I exchanged mostly gag gifts, and he managed to find what I am now calling the best gift EVAR. behold, the Frank Lewis book of Crosswords! A cryptography and crossword building genius, the late Frank Lewis created The Nation crossword every week until shortly before his death. Not for the faint of heart, so far I’ve gotten one clue on the first puzzle. I figure I’ll finish this crossword book sometime around the year 2058. It is teh brainteasing awesome.
and on the subject of polar opposites I’ve been reading M.D. Lachlan’s Fenrir along side Tina Fey’s Bossypants. I couldn’t get enough of Lachlan’s Wolfsangel, and I’ve a major girl crush on Tina Fey. and Liz Lemon? totally my workplace role model. Not sure if that’s a good thing or not, but oh well. Review of Fenrir should go up in a few days, as I haven’t even finished it yet.
the Vintage Science Fiction not a challenge starts next week, and if I’m going to make my goals, I better start reading NOW. it’s not the books, it’s the business trips. I wonder if the library has any Asimov, Norton, or Heinlein audiobooks?
and just for random fun, here are some random holiday geek out pictures for you:
Wolfsangel by M.D. Lachlan
Posted on: December 7, 2011
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Wolfsangel by M.D. Lachlan
published in March 2011
where I got it: library
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Even in the largest of Viking villages, there isn’t much to do. Farm, fish, train, raid, repeat, and even the Norse Gods get bored sometimes. And what better cure for a god’s boredom than having themselves born into a human body and forgetting who and what they are? As long as Odin, all father, all hater, and ultimate God of War, welcomes his dead warriors to Valhalla, most Vikings don’t really care what he does in his spare time.
Wolfsangel is a brutal and visceral retelling of ancient Norse mythology, and Lachlan had me hooked in the first chapter with teeth didn’t let go until the final page. Exquisitely violent, this is not a book for the faint of heart. I don’t think Odin would accept anything less.
In desperate need of a male heir, King Authun follows a prophecy to towards a child rumored to be stolen from the Gods. Instead, he finds identical infant twins, and their scarred mother. The Witches of the mountains allow Authun to keep one child, and they keep the mother and the other child for themselves. One boy is raised as Prince and then ward, the other is raised by the wolfmen in the wilderness.
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