The Mona Lisa Sacrifice

The Mona Lisa Sacrifice

by Peter Darbyshire

COMING SOON from Wolsak & Wynn

October 22, 2024.

Is it Dark Fantasy? Paranormal Noir? A tantalizing blend of genres named and yet unnamed?

Crisp writing, cynical voice, an ancient wanderer addicted to angelic grace. And no, that’s not a nickname for some new street drug. Cross - named for the one his current body died on, once upon a time - has been wandering the world for 2000 years, killing angels for their grace in order to either further or forget his eternal hunt for the traitor Judas, depending on the day. Judas, once realizing g that Cross is resurrecting, hunts him too, always seeking a means to ensure he stays dead this time.

The classical allusions, which are many, are intelligent but not off-puttingly erudite. They assume some basic familiarity with Judeo-Roman history. Knowing a bit of basic mythology helps too: Roman, Greek, Arthurian… to name a few. But, like Cross leaving bits of his memories in the library with Alice, you may never feel like you have the whole picture.

 Cross himself is a bit moody, an inner monologue on legs, and not terribly observant about the world outside his concerns. Jaded, you might say, and why not when he has been alive for most of the past 2000 years, give or take the odd dozen? All you know for a long time is that he learned in a Roman arena how to harvest grace from angels, has hung around with a lot of now famous (and now mostly dead) artists, and likes to support bookstores even when he’s not actively collecting books. Well, and the whole trying to kill Judas thing, which project he has more than one good reason to tackle.

I missed seeing the book when it was first released in 2013 by Chizine Publications under the name of Peter Roman. But it and its successors, The Dead Hamlets and The Apocalypse Ark’ are well in tune with these times that include shows like Lucifer and paranormal crime-solving like the novels by Jim Butcher or Ben Aronovitch. Maybe harkening back to the anti-heroes of classic Noir novels. Less action, more introspection, but definitely in the same deeply readable vein. 

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Secrets in the Water by Alice Fitzpatrick

The tale is set convincingly on a Welsh island where isolation and insularity have endured despite increasing interconnections with the mainland. The changeable sea weather is almost a character in its own right. Longtime inhabitants regard newcomers with suspicion and faithfully nurture long held resentments against each other. It’s a classic cosy mystery setup with a touch of the neo-gothic: middle-aged Kate goes back to her village for her grandmother’s funeral and learns her only aunt’s suicide fifty years ago might have been murder. And it might have involved the snobbish older ladies everyone calls The Weird Sisters.

Kate soon uncovers a plethora of suspects, and of motives. There are so many characters, indeed - and some of them long dead - that a cast list would be handy. Many of them get their own short scene or two of largely inner monologue, leading readers to believe they’ll be important to the slowly unfolding plot. Their memories of their exact whereabouts (and those of other suspects) on the fatal weekend fifty years earlier are surprisingly specific. When everyone has their moment in the sun, it’s hard to much care when the supposed main character, Kate, is left wandering for long stretches, asking the occasional, largely ineffectual, question. She gets into a couple of dangerous situations but her reactions water down any tension that has arisen.

I expected to like this novel more than I did. It’s a genre I generally enjoy, and it was getting good mentions online. Yet it’s not a happy synthesis of the island-crime-cosy and the neo-gothic family saga. An essential element in both story types is reader investment in the protagonist’s quest for the truth, but there was nothing particular to like or dislike about Kate. No reason to root for her, no motivation to care about the suicide/murder victim particularly.

 A sketch map of the island would add to the classic locked-room feel.

Secrets in the Water
Alice Fitzpatrick
STONEHOUSE PRESS

I Think We’ve Been Here Before by Suzy Krause

...a small and simple and delicately crafted tale, with aftershocks as long as the end of the world.

 From the Publisher, Radiant Press

"Marlen and Hilda Jorgensen’s family has received two significant pieces of news: one, Marlen has been diagnosed with a terminal illness. Two, a cosmic blast is set to render humanity extinct within a matter of months. It seems the coming Christmas on their Saskatchewan farm will be their last."

 

The power and poignancy of this novel is not so much in the characters and their exact circumstances or actions in the face of impending destruction, but the emotion evoked by the text: just as they are facing what might - or might not - be their last day, you, the reader, are also suspended in that uncertainty. You trust you haven’t read this far for nothing, that the book will come to its foreordained ending. But what if it doesn’t? What if you turn the page and the yellow dissipates from the sky and the gamma ray passes with minimal damage and the coffee shop and grocery store reopen and somehow, some-when, Nora and Jacob get their happy life together and Ole gets to grow up and introduce his kids and grandkids to the arcade his own grandfather made for him at the end of the world?

Or not.

 

This is a mind-bending read where nothing is ever quite what it seems, and yet it starts so simply: with a girl abroad, missing her family back home.  In the way that only a 19-year-old's recognition of something new and possible is portentous, Nora thinks she knows this stranger in Berlin, knows him as familiarly as she knows her childhood home even though she doesn’t remember him, has no idea he is her new boss, or even what his name is, at first.

Meanwhile, back home in a rural prairie hamlet, Marlen, Nora's father, has accidentally predicted the upcoming end of the world. He wrote a book about it, in the year leading up to his cancer diagnosis, and is waiting for the box of printed books to arrive in the mail before he springs the surprise on his family. But he doesn’t think anyone will read his masterwork now, because it’s too much like what is really happening in the world. He hasn't even told his wife, who grows increasingly fretful as The End approaches with no contact from Nora, no way to know if she will get home before the planes stop flying because too many pilots and mechanics and airport staff have stopped bothering to show up at work.

The relationships exist in the silences more than in what is said between characters. The parallels go deep: the 15-year old boy who thinks he’ll understand Life when he is 20; the 20 year-olds will when they are 30; their parents’ generation still groping toward understanding even as they watch THEIR parents losing the way forward, retreating into a past that no longer exists… And Nora and her boss, a new couple retreating forward into a future that will never exist

It’s all metaphorical until somebody starts to fry , until birds fall crispy from the sky. Metaphors for climate change being the actual, abrupt end of the world as we know it, that we are all ignoring except, ironically, those who write denialist blogs and share seemingly learned letters around to the credulous. It happens here too, someone claiming it's all a giant conspiracy and all the reader need do is have faith and be ready for the day after, when they'll emerge triumphant over their confused neighbours. These letters, like some current supposedly grassroots political movements, sow dissent among families and fracture the tenuous social cohesion of community groups that might otherwise band together to support each other and mitigate the psychological, if not the material, damage to the fabric of Society.

Literary/fictional quantum entangled characters, living a present that is unfolding both behind and ahead of them simultaneously as well as between Nora and her mother an ocean apart, and Jacob and his sister Anna also an ocean apart. But not between Ole and Hank and Irene all living on the same small rural area but entirely separate from each other

 

The floating from one character’s head to another may be disorienting for some readers. The minutiae of characters’ moment by moment emotions may repel those looking for the larger picture or some sense that humanity is fighting back, making some plan to get a precious few out of harm’s way.

And yet....

All acts, all objects...even money, on which we set such store most days...mean everything and nothing simultaneously. Holly cutouts in Berlin and painted ivy in Saskatchewan are visual symbols for the entwined yet prickly family relationships  Small moments of shredded memory become present moments of great significance.

As the end of the world approaches, past entangles with present. If this were a movie, the teaspoon of salt spilling from Ole’s hand would fall in slow motion, each grain filmed falling and bouncing and falling again as the screen slowly faded to black. You'd sit up in the theatre or on your couch, gripping the arms or your dog and wondering uneasily, "Is this really real?". 

 

Coming September 24, 2024 from Radiant Press

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