Zombie Cults

Truly, it’s quite frightening when you stop to think about it, organised religions are nothing short of zombie cults. Nearly everyone of them promotes and pushes the premise of us all being resurrected at some future point, to the greater glory of the whatever god (small g) it is they’re pushing. 

They’re resurrecting what, exactly? Our dead rotting and mouldering bodies? Turning us into zombies in the process? Is our future to be our rotting bloated corpses sitting out in the open in all weathers? 

What? Sorry, I can’t hear you in the back … no?

What’s the alternative, that our eternal souls are left lingering in our graves (just make sure you don’t burn, as what the hell is that going to do to our souls? Released like so much over heated gas become one large fart?) Sorry, I digress.

So where was I? Oh, yes, lingering souls … is that what ghosts are? What? We’re supposed to go to heaven or hell after we die? Really? So why so much talk about zombies, I mean, resurrection?

If we’re already on to the next phase, freezing in hell or burning in heaven, why the need for resurrection? Though I can see that neither of these states, like the dying and being buried or burnt part is to be desired if I were being brutally honest here. I mean, do we really want any of this? Burial to rot, burning to a cinder, lingering souls, or even zombified at some unspecified magical future moment given how long geological time ekes along? 

I mean, are we talking a million years from now, a billion? Next week? As you know, I’m actually still alive at the moment, and I plan on staying that way for a long time to come. So can we keep all this zombie/resurrection/rapture talk to a minimum. I’m not ready for my oak tree just yet. 

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧

The Perplexing Theft of the Jewel in the Crown by Vaseem Khan

Inspector Ashwin Chopra (Retd) a former member of the Mumbai police, is now one of my favourite characters. In this second installment of the Baby Ganesh series, we find Chopra settling into retirement as a private investigator, working out of an office in his new digs, a restaurant named after his wife, Poppy. This wonderful gem of a story fairly zips along at a motorised rickshaw pace, combining a number of threads that both delight and amused. And even if we think the arrival of both Queen Elizabeth and the Crown Jewels on a visit to Mumbai might seem impossible, we believe because Khan makes us believe.

Certainly I believe in Khan’s characters, who are all well drawn, including Chopra who is thoughtful, kind, intelligent, and a tad old-fashioned. He wistfully hankers for another time and is aware enough to realise how odd that makes him seem in the eyes of others. But it’s his integrity that stands out, Chopra lives in a world where bribery and corruption are the norm but he steadfastly refuses to give in, and let it consume him.

Whimsical, endearing, and upbeat, this mystery is told with a twinkle in the author’s eye. Chopra’s wry observations are engaging and humorous, offering up brief glimpses into life for millions in the bustling metropolis that is Mumbai. And while the story focuses on the theft of the Koh-i-Noor diamond, Chopra and his associate, Rangwalla, Baby Ganesh, and young Irfan—a street beggar turned waiter at Chopra’s restaurant—are seen chasing down leads on a number of cases.

I loved that we get to see Rangwalla and Chopra’s wife, Poppy, off on their own adventure, tracking down a stolen bust at the school where Poppy works. It’s these fun excursions elsewhere that add so much more to the depth and overall enjoyment of the read. As each character struggles to piece together and solve their own mysteries in these fun side-plots.

This is, at once, both a cozy mystery, and a lighthearted comic look at Indian life and culture. There is wit, drama, mystery and plenty of fun, with characters whose lives you become invested in, as this quirky, off-beat, mystery resolves itself to a very satisfying conclusion. And what’s not to love about a Cadbury chocolate loving baby elephant, named Ganesh?

Go on, you know you want to have a read!

Little Things #5

So another week fades into the rearview mirror of my life and what were the highlights this week? Well, I can’t say it was the weather and, yet, we had some lovely warm sunny days.

  • I’ve cooked from scratch dinners all this week in an effort to get back to some sort of regular healthy eating patterns. Everything from Dijon chicken & pasta to spaghetti Bolognese, and my version of hash browns.

  • Wednesday I got a call from the Apple shop to let me know my replacement Apple pencil had arrived and was available for collection. 

  • Well, of course I was excited and took a two-bus trip Thursday morning to go collect it. I was a little disturbed that I had to pay $44 as I was technically a few weeks past my warranty. But hey, I though that’s okay. I had the other pencil for 3 years.  

  • Also on Thursday morning, I snuck in a trip to the Botanic Gardens before hitting the mall. And went walkabout amongst what was left of the spring flowers and blossoms. So rejuvenating.

  • Sadly, I couldn’t get the replacement pencil to charge. It was as dead as  Monty Python’s proverbial parrot. So I had to go back to Apple on Friday and go through a couple of hours of back and forth with the staff there, seeing seven people in total before I finally got given another pencil. 

  • Saturday I was flying solo as the OH had commitments, so I took the opportunity to binge watch some TV thanks to the fact Apple, because of the ‘new’ pencil, gave me 3 months free TV. Gee, thanks, Apple.

Watched this week:

  • We finished S2 of A Good Girls’ Guide to Murder, which directly followed on from S1. But, frustratingly, still without any resolution.

  • We started watching You’re Killing Me on Acorn TV, starring Brooke Shields and, well, I hope it improves. Everyone seems to be trying to hard for the laughs.

  • We also squoze in the first season of a Norwegian show called Wisting because Carrie Anne Moss was in it. And while the first half of the season was interesting enough chasing an American serial killer running loose in Larvik (near Oslo), the rest turned out to be rather tedious.

  • I also started watching both S5 of For All Mankind and S2 of Monarch: Legacy of Monsters on Apple. I’ll let you know how I get on.

And you, what have you been up to this week?

The Silenced by Anders de la Motte

There are, I am sure, plenty of well written books that I have yet to read, but until I discover them THE SILENCED by Anders de la Motte has to be one of the best plotted novels I’ve ever read. Certainly up there with the best of them. Showing a depth and skill mastered by few, de la Motte has woven together a deeply compelling story as seen from a handful of characters. Each of these finely detailed personas tells a part of the story, and each chapter seamlessly dovetails into the one before, and the one after, at a thrilling pace that never lags.

The dialogue is crisp, snappy, and yes, in places, darkly funny. From observational quips by various characters offering up snippets of detail, to snarky comments about colleagues and their habits, Anders never misses an opportunity to dress a scene, or fill out the background on a character. All without so much as slowing down a riveting pace that, at times, is almost blistering. And then again, at times, also thoughtful. The author manages to find that perfect balance and delivers a thoroughly engrossing read.

I was hooked from opening scene, and interplay between the young Detective Inspector, Julia Gabrielsson, and the newcomer to her division, Amante, complete with his own tortured history. These two opposites are thrust into the depth of what seems to be a cover-up (at best) or worst, something deep, dark, and very ugly; A conspiracy with far reaching consequences.

Anders, for his part, builds the pace and reveals just enough to keep the reader guessing each step of the way, as characters begin to reveal their true nature, and more, test their allegiances. From the wily police commissioner, Oscar Wallin, to the slippery politician Jasper Stenberg, to Stenberg’s father-in-law, Karl-Erik, always plotting in the wings. Everyone is not who they appear to be, including the once shining hero, David Sarac, the pivotal character who, in the end, just wants to set the record straight before he dies.

Everyone has an agenda or an axe to grind, and Anders never misses a beat showcasing them all within the majesty of the city that is Stockholm. In and of it self, a character.

THE SILENCED—an action-packed thriller from beginning to end—is the ultimate story of power struggles, brutality, corruption, and betrayal!

Bring on the Fantasy

Not all fantasy has to be grim.

After having a back and forth chat with an online friend about fantasy reads, I admitted I had never read GRRM and was not likely too, ever. The truth is I’ve not read a great deal of fantasy over the last 4-5 years and it took the likes of the masterful SA Chakraborty and her Daevabad trilogy to rekindle my love of the genre before Covid hit us hard.

Well, not all aspects of the genre, which has, in the intervening years since I started, spawned as many sub genre as science fiction has. Including the one I dislike the most and the one that seems to be a fantasy fan’s favourite these days if BookTok is anything to go by. I’m talking about grimdark. The very same genre that GRRM seems to be like writing. The kind that is extra violent. The kind wikipedia says of:

“Grimdark is a subgenre of speculative fiction with a tone, style, or setting that is particularly dystopian, amoral, and violent.”

My fantasy reading preference lean more towards the stories of Chakraborty and Bennett and a clutch of other new and emergent authors. Writers adding a fresh new slant to some familiar tropes and making them their own. Check out these authors if you haven’t already done so:

  • Luke Arnold — The Last Smile in Sunder City

  • Devon Madson — We Ride The Storm, In Shadows We Fall

  • SA Chakraborty — City of Brass

  • Sarah Beth Durst — Race the Sands

  • Dan Hanks — Captain Moxley and the Embers of the Empire

  • Malinda Lo — Ash

  • Jim C. Hines — The Stepsister Scheme, The Mermaid’s Madness

  • Robert Jackson Bennett — Tainted Cup, Foundryside

And you, what new fantasy authors have you discovered lately, if any?