Something Red A Review

Back in early July, I was lucky enough to receive an e-mail from Atria Publishing, asking me to pick two books for review. One was The Map of the Sky, the other, a debut novel by poet Douglas Nichols, Something Red.  A week ago, I received a nice hardback of Something Red. Thank you Atria.

I picked Something Red because of its description:

They are creatures of blood and dream.” During the thirteenth century, in the northwest of England, in one of the coldest winters in living memory, a formidable middle-aged Irishwoman and her little troupe are trying to drive their three wagons across the Pennines before the heavy snows set in. Molly, her powerful and enigmatic lover Jack, her fey granddaughter Nemain, and the young apprentice Hob soon find that something terrible prowls the woods through which they must make their way. As they travel from refuge to refuge, it becomes apparent that the evil must be faced, and it is then that Hob learns how much more there is to his adopted family than he had ever imagined.

I could not resist such a write up, a scary story set during the Middle Ages! The back cover reviews call this a suspenseful coming of age fantasy, a pulse pounding page-turner and a book that will leave you reading late into the night. I could not wait to jump into this, so even though school had started, I eager sat down, fully expecting a very scary fantasy.

This is no horror book; no rather it is an adult fairytale. I say adult because there are mentions of sex. Sex between two middle agers. Sex that lasts for hours (see, I told you it was a fairytale).

As much as I enjoyed the book, and admire Mr. Nichols’ writing style, there are a lot of things that leave me on the fence. Long time readers of mine know I can be picky, so maybe it’s just me. Yet I feel I need to address what I did not like. A fair review has to include criticism, right?

The plot setting: We learn that Molly and her granddaughter Nemain are Irish exiles. We never learn why nor do we learn where they are going. We just know they are traveling with Jack, Molly’s lover, across the Mountains in North West England.  At one of their stops they agree to take Hob, the orphan teen that had been living with an older priest. We learn why Molly agreed to take Hob, but not until the end of the book, it would have been nice to get bits and pieces of his story throughout the novel.

Tone: the pace is not fast; in fact nothing really happens until chapter 5. You have to read half way through the book before you get to any action.

Theme: Lack of clarity. A terrible snowstorm is the backdrop, and Douglas uses it to help cloud Molly’s view of what is really going on and who it is she should be afraid of. The whiteout is external as well as internal. The problem with this theme is that at times we the readers are just as “lost” as Molly is. Because we do not really know who she is, we are not sure what’s ahead or what to expect. We know the conflict is with a shape shifter or werewolf, but because we do not really know the main characters we cannot even trust them. This does add some suspense to the story, but by the time we get to the action or heart of the book, we have figured it all out. I never like spoilers so I will not address this, but I will say those who love fairytales and know the lore of several countries will figure out who it is that is stalking our travelers.

If you don’t know much about the Middle Ages, you may have problems with some terms. One reviewer complained that many of the terms were unexplained. I can sympathize. Even though I am a Medieval scholar, some of the terms went right over my head. Douglas writes in such detail that at times the story gets bogged down. When he gets into the story it flows. His gift for words show best when he gets lost in the story. If he “fixes” anything, I hope he tells his next story more, and describes the setting less.

Despite all of this, the story works because Douglas knows he is telling us a fairytale. He never waivers in his theme, and as modern fairytales go, this is one of the best. You can almost picture the characters in Snow White living close by. If you are looking for stylish writing and wonder if grownups can still enjoy fairytales, I suggest you pick this up, just be prepared to have unanswered questions.

What I Learned From Lady Macbeth

All this month I have been thinking about the women who have helped shaped my life, both knowingly and unknowingly. I have thought about every female I have known from my grandmother to my friends.  I have been lucky to have known so many great women who have touched my life and made me who I am today. I am quite certain I am not alone in this; we all have women to thank.

Instead of writing about the real women in my life, I decided to do a post about a fictional character, one who made a huge impact on my young adult life. As I like to preach, literature can inform us and shape our lives. If we are open enough, each time we read we can learn something new about ourselves or take lessons from the characters we grow to know.  Had I not “met” this woman in high school, I am not sure I would have chosen the right path as I stood at the crossroad of smart vs. dumb choices. This blog is dedicated to Shakespeare’s Lady Macbeth.

Lady Macbeth, as told by Shakespeare, was married to one of the medieval Scottish King Duncan’s generals and had high ambitions for her husband. She convinced him to kill Duncan in order to take the throne.  Once the deed was done, murder begat murder and soon madness overtook the couple. Lady Macbeth took to sleepwalking, wringing her hands as if to wash Duncan’s blood from them. Her famous line “out damn spot, out” is said because of her remorse and guilty conscious.  Never again would she feel clean.

During my senior year in high school, I was caught in a crossroads.  While some of my friends were getting ready to go to college, others were ready to go out do whatever felt good.  I was expected to go to college, but a part of me wanted to go out and do what I wanted which, if I was not careful, would end up being dumb. I was on the verge of doing things I would spend a life time regretting.

Our boring English teacher was replaced mid-semester by a younger vibrant man who decided we needed to learn to appreciate Shakespeare. His first choice, Macbeth. He introduced us to the Bard by being a one man play. I can still recall him on his desk, sword fighting with an invisible foe! He belted out the play and asked that we read along. Many of the lessons went over my head, but when he got to Lady Macbeth’s madness a jolt went through my body. I felt as if someone had hit me, while whispering “this could be you”.

I am not sure if our teacher talked about this, or if I figured it out on my own (I’d like to say I was smart enough to get it). No matter, I got it. There are certain things that we may do that will affect the rest of our life. There are things that we may do that would result in deep regret. Did I want to spend the rest of my life washing my hands of my past deeds? Hell no! There was no way I wanted to be another Lady Macbeth. I vowed right there and then I would never do anything that would make me say “out damn spot out”.

My early 20s were not a good time for me for a variety of reasons. Yes, I did make some dumb choices, but nothing that resulted in deep seeded regret. As a matter of fact, when offered the opportunity to do damaging things I thought back to that day I first heard of Lady Macbeth. Anytime I saw that I might be headed down the wrong path, I thought of her and changed course.  I used her line “out damn spot out” as a talisman; if I felt I may be hanging with the wrong crowd who tried to talk me into joining them in a stupid situation, I muttered the line to myself. This was my way of staying out of danger or personal ruin.

Now that I am older and much wiser, I look back and see that my life could have been a mess. Thankfully the lesson  I learned from Lady Macbeth stayed with me. Thankfully I do not wake up wanting to wash the stain of regret from my hands.  That is the power of literature and why I feel it can shape our lives.

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