READING REPORT: Still More Buying Than Consuming

I have to confess I haven't gotten any further in my reading of the brilliant Viking horror Draugr since last week, through no fault of the book (it's been really, really gripping so far) but because I'm still trying to catch up on my recent deliveries of new comic books from Paradox Comics.

But, of course, this hasn't stopped me picking up a few more second-hand and new books to add to be reading list.

Due to my recent discovery of Reacher (the Prime Video modern pulp action serial) I was tempted to give one of the books the show's based on a crack. But they're like 500 pages long, which seems a ridiculous length for such a style of story. 

However, this led me off on a tangent, given that Reacher is clearly inspired by the Mack Bolan books of my youth I grabbed a random Mack Bolan book from 1975, for a paltry sum, on eBay to add to my reading list instead.
 

Mack Bolan The Executioner no. 24: Canadian Crisis is a much more sensible 181 pages of decent-sized print, in which Mack is still killing off members of The Mob. This time in Quebec, for a change of scenery.

I wonder if The Executioner books will generate the same frisson of excitement that they did when I read them as a schoolboy? 

Another recent eBay purchase was the vintage Marvel "giant-size" comic teaming Spider-Man with Doc Savage.

I've been reading comics pretty much all my life but I'm still continuing to be educated on what's out there. I knew there had been Doc Savage comic book adventures, but I never knew he'd teamed up with Spider-Man!

I can't remember exactly how I came across this title, but I'm pretty sure it was either a Facebook post by author Charles R Rutledge or a Booktube video from Michael K Vaughan.

My big pre-order of the week, however, was a new, clothbound edition of A Dance With Dragons, the 'most recent' (i.e. 2011) volume in George RR Martin's epic A Song of Ice and Fire.

As you can see on my "Westeros shelf" below, I now own all the books in the series he has penned to date, but all in different editions. This was a deliberate choice as I wanted my collection to have a particular quirk about it.

Given that my "simple" PROJECT 60 is in a state of disarray, I'm now renaming it PROJECT BUCKET (as in "bucket list") and adding to it a goal of reading all the books of A Song of Ice and Fire before I kick the bucket.

Perhaps by the time I've finished these volumes George might have completed the next book, The Winds of Winter, or even wrapped up the saga with A Dream of Spring!

As it stands, I've only actually read the first volume, A Game of Thrones, and that was 15 years ago.

I'll repost my review (written just as the HBO adaptation was taking off and A Dance With Dragons was published) of A Game of Thrones at the bottom of this piece. Check out the ironic comment at the end of the review.

I regard Michael Moorcock as one of the greatest fantasy writers of all time - which is why I established my "Moorcock Rule" for choosing, and buying, fantasy literature.

With his first run of Elric books, Moorcock created - for me - a perfect set of standalone novels that sculpted out an incredible fantasy world and detailed a complex anti-hero in the albino prince.

Each of these books ran to around 150 pages (stretching to about 200 by the end) and so I reasoned, for future comparisons, that massive, door-stop sized fantasy novels were probably not my thing and were best avoided.

And anyway they would take an age to read, during which time I could have read several shorter - and possibly better - books.

But A Game Of Thrones shattered my Moorcock Rule with a vengeance.

Enticed by the prospect - at the time - of the impending television series I found a copy of A Game Of Thrones in our local Oxfam charity store and began to read.

It took two extended bursts to finish this 800-page epic (which is only the first segment of the as-yet unfinished Song Of Ice And Fire saga) - the first couple of hundred pages up until the HBO show aired on Sky Atlantic and then once it had finished I returned to the land of Westeros to devour the rest of the book.

The power and genius of the television show certainly influenced my enjoyment of the book, as I could easily visualise the actors from the series speaking the lines in the book - and, in turn, the show turned out to be an incredibly faithful, if naturally streamlined, adaptation of the book.

George RR Martin has a very visceral style of writing that likes to describe the food people are eating and the clothes they are wearing (which reminded me in part of Brett Easton Ellis' name-dropping technique in American Psycho) as well as what they thinking and doing.

Along with these visual motifs, Martin takes the unusual - to me anyway - step of focusing each chapter on a different character's point-of-view, which helps introduce different methods of describing certain swords-and-sorcery standards, such as the "mass battle": in one chapter we'll hear of a battle from the POV of someone participating, in another it's being described by someone watching from afar, and in a third it will be a report from a messenger - who survived the conflict - to his lord.

The world of Westeros is very rich in detail, customs and history and this is drip-fed to the reader as it becomes necessary to the plot, rarely feeling like a massive info-dump of exposition (as the TV show suffered some on a couple of minor occasions).

Finally, A Game Of Thrones - and, I suspect the entire saga, - is dreadfully addictive reading. I've always loved reading and getting stuck into fascinating books, but I found myself more and more drawn back to A Game Of Thrones in preference to watching TV or pootling about the Internet, which are my two usual default settings.

I really didn't mind that it was an 800-page tome, because I was totally invested in the characters, their machinations and the world of Westeros. The entire book is shot through with a sense of foreboding and the feeling that something major is on the verge of occurring... as the central Stark family say: "Winter is coming!"

And, like the first season of the HBO series, A Game Of Thrones ends on a massive series of cliffhangers that pretty much guarantees I'll be reading the next book - A Clash Of Kings - as soon as I get my hands on it (it's at the top of my birthday list!)

No Reading, Just Reacher

 

My reading plans for this week took a bit of a hit after I (belatedly) started watching Reacher on Prime Video and was instantly hooked.

I've now binged the first three series and the available episodes of the current season, which started 10 days ago.

Jack Reacher is a former special investigator for the military police who now wanders America getting drawn into resolving sticky situations. Built like a brick outhouse, in Dungeons & Dragons terms Reacher has no dump stat.

Essentially a superhero (antihero?) without a costume or powers, Reacher is played by Alan Ritchson, who has form in that genre having portrayed Aquaman in Smallville and Hawk in Titans.

Reacher's - usually ultraviolent - extralegal solutions to problems are a cross between Don Pendleton's Mack Bolan, Robert E Howard's Conan The Barbarian, and The Punisher, aided by the investigative chops of Batman.

Occasionally cheesy, but more often darkly humorous (thanks in large part to Ritchson's deadpan performance) or simply dark (it can go places some people might be uncomfortable with), the show has turned out to be of a modern pulp masterpiece, an engrossing thriller with a highly charismatic lead and well-structured mysteries.

The creation of author Lee Child, there are over 30 novels (and counting) in the series. Given that each season of the Prime Video show is based on a single book, that's a lot of material to keep this show going.

For those, as I was, not au fait with Reacher, here's the trailer for the first season:

And, coincidentally, just as I've binged every episode of Reacher, Prime Video has dropped a trailer for a spin-off show, focussing on the amazing character, Neagly, Reacher's only real friend and former army buddy who now occasionally helps him out as a private investigator.

I can't think of a better way to expand this "universe" as Maria Sten's hypercool performance as Frances Neagley stands shoulder-to-shoulder (not literally) with Ritchson's Reacher whenever she makes a welcome appearance in the mother show.

Neagley debuts on Prime Video on September 16 on ‪Prime Video‬.

Now that I've caught up with Reacher, I can resume my reading regime. I'm still only half-way through the excellent Viking horror Draugr and I have a stack of new comics that were delivered from Paradox the other day.

Latest shipment of new comic books

Who's Ready For Some Ruff Justice?

I suspect the cover is a strong clue to the quality of the Ruff Justice series

The arrival of any eBay purchase brings with it a certain frisson of excitement, but it's been a long while since I was as hyped as I was about today's arrival of 10 trashy Western novels all the way from the Good Ol' US of A.

This was my very first purchase from eBay in the States (as opposed to the UK, where I've shopped frequently since the year 2000) and it granted me a thrilling point-by-point ability to track the parcel on its 15 day voyage from Oklahoma to my front door.

My new Ruff Justice collection

But what had driven me to make such a trans-Atlantic investment?

Booktube, of course!

Late last month, my favourite Booktuber, Michael K Vaughn, took delivery of a box of Westerns that he'd been sent ahead of June on The Range. 

Among this collection was a book from a 1980's series I'd never heard of before: Ruff Justice.

I was immediately hooked by its obvious low-brow, sex-and-violence trashiness and knew I had to get some Ruff Justice titles for my growing collection.

But it turned out that even the individual titles (and Goodreads says there's 28 in the "adult Western" series) are nigh on impossible to find over here in the UK or are ridiculously pricey when they do appear.

So, I gave up hope of ever getting to read the adventures of former army scout Ruffin T Justice, and just kept my fingers crossed that maybe one day my eBay alert would flash up an affordable edition.

But then later, just Googling the series name threw up a link to eBay in the States. Normally I'd just move on, ignore it, and keep hunting on this side of The Pond. 

But the 10 books listed in the bundle looked in decent shape and once I'd calculated the combined cost of the books and shipping it worked out at just over a couple of quid per volume. I thought that was really reasonable, and an investment that wasn't likely to come along again any time soon.

So I pulled the trigger.

And, boy, I'm glad I did. 

The books look great and I can't wait to dive into the first (Widow Creek, number four in the series).

As someone who hungrily devoured Mack Bolan: The Executioner pulp novels in his formative years, I'm braced for a certain level of glorious crassness (not that I recall any rumpy-pumpy in The Executioner, that was all just killing).

It has to be said that the few reviews I've seen online for this less well-known Western series (written by Paul Lederer under the pseudonym of Warren T Longtree and published by Signet) are a mixed bag but generally aren't exactly flattering. 

But who cares, right?

I wonder if Ruffin T Justice will find his way into my Dead Man's Hand games or possibly some future roleplaying game scenario?

Only time will tell.

Before we go our separate ways, I must point out that I was incredibly impressed with the packaging of these books (I guess I'm used to Amazon's often 'devil-may-care approach to shipping books).

Here's a photo-record of my unboxing experience: