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We are avid fans of literature, good literature. We prefer great writing, we'll settle for very good work, but we cannot abide anything less. We will stop reading a book if the author demonstrates mediocrity, writes incompetently, or, worse yet, simply loses our interest. That said, we will always give you our honest opinions about the books we've listened to on Podiobooks.com. We'll tell you why the great ones are great, and why the forgettable ones should be avoided.

We hope, when we've reviewed enough, you will come to this blog to see if a particular book is worthy of your time. We plan to be frank. You have come here to elicit our opinion and we shall not disappoint. Additionally, we hope this blog becomes a resource for PB.com authors to read honest and objective reviews of their efforts; no smoke blown-up the butt at any time. We have observed over time that reviews left on an author's site or iTunes are basically of two types. The first is the pie-eyed-hyperbolic-praise version of a review by a real fan. While excellent for the ego of said author, this form of assessment aids neither the potential listener nor the writer's development. The second type is the snarky-hit-and-run-slap-in-the-face negative review which may contain the kernel of an insight, but is actually significantly less valuable than the first type. Ours will be decidedly neither polar extreme. We will be as fair and complete as possible. An unavoidable off-shoot, indeed a desirable off-shoot, the clever reader will quickly appreciate is that we will undoubtably be squewering a few sacred-cows. If that happens, please keep in mind the fable of The Emporer's New Clothes and the fact that we would not review them in a less-than-stellar manner if they did not deserve it.

Our reviews are not placed on PB.com, iTunes, or any other public site. We do not wish to embarrass or ridicule any particular authors. Many of the authors are our friends, or at least were up till they read our review. We dearly appreciate that each PB.com author has poured their creative guts out for all to see with very little chance of monetary reward. This is not easy. We will not generally say anything but positives on public sites as we, in our alter ego, want the authors, even the poor ones, to have their moment in the bright-shiny sun. At the very least we want them to be happy little fish in their little ponds.

Finally a term defined, a dreaded term, one you wish never to see, one which strikes despair in the heart of any author - WSRH. This is short for "We Stopped Reading Here". Background. Our less than sainted father was a college English professor. When grading essays and term papers, especially freshman courses, we observed him many a cruel time to slash across the page with his red pen. Just below the horrific line, he would write, "I stopped reading here... F." Clearly, papa was a professor, not an editor, so he was an I while we are, well, a we. Hence, ISRH transforms into WSRH. However you begin it, it is not a good thing. Avoid writing something which earns WSRH, you will not be happy with yourself.

Your comments on our comments are most welcome. You may be as frank as we are. Contrary opinions, supported by rational argument not finger-wagging, will help the prospective PB.com readers find the books which are right for them. Bottom line: our comments plus your comments, along with author rebuttals, will in the end benefit us all, and help PB.com listeners choose wisely.

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Saturday, May 18, 2013

The God Conspiracy - A Plot For Entertainment

We are late comers, as it were, to The God Conspiracy (TGC) by Derek Gilbert.  It was released in The Before Times, 2009, and was under our pod-dar all this time.  This is a shame, as Mr. Gilbert offers-up a very nice novel for us to enjoy, well worth a listen.  We advise potential listeners not to be off-put by the interlacing of evangelistic Christian messages.  Thankfully we are not pummeled about the head and shoulders with The Good News, but rather, the Christian element is worked into the plot as an essential.  Plus, as we count ourselves among the intelligencia of Christian lore (not, not the silly Illuminati, gag me with a Dan Brown), we are happy to report Mr Gilbert sites correct examples and informed interpretation of the religious elements, demonstrating true knowledge of the subject matter.  There is, in TGC basically a soliloquy where a evangelical minister is explaining The End Times to an FBI agent.  Mr Gilbert sites reasonable interpretations of Scripture and doctrine, not bible-thumping misunderstandings.  [Well, that is of course except for the rookie mistake, Mr Gilbert, if you ever read this, of interpreting Revelations to be anything other than a political statement from it's author directed against the Roman government couched in words which would not, hopefully, result in the authors instant lion-ization, but we digress.]  In fact, Mr. Gilbert's overall fund of correct facts, as opposed to the all-too-common contrived facts, boded well for the quality of his book.  For example, Mr Gilbert, unlike most 'Mericans, understands the Preamble to mean "life, liberty, and the pursuit of property" when the word 'happiness' is used.  Our Founding Fathers did not mean to scream Toga Party like John Belushi when defining a fundamental tenet of our nation.  So, on to our review.

  Here is the book's blurb:

     One e-mail. Five lines.
          4,000 dead.
And it is only just beginning…
When a small boy in Iowa forwards a mysterious email from ‘God’ to a small group of friends, he unwittingly releases a trigger that sends blood pouring throughout his farming community.
Thousands more are dead across the country in dozens of simultaneous terror attacks and the government blames fundamentalists who want to trigger the Apocalypse.
FBI Agent Joe Unes reluctantly teams with reclusive Internet radio host Barney Ison (from Sharon K. Gilbert’s The Armageddon Strain) to expose the plot -- and discovers that he's not contending against flesh and blood.

  Our general summary is Christian thriller in which unsuspecting every-day Joes and Janes find they are immersed in a world-gone-mad struggle between the forces of good and evil.  Will we all be cannon-fodder and mindless sheep, and therein victims, or shall we rise as one and fight the fight for freedom?

NARRATION:  Mr. Gilbert elects do do his own solo-read.  His voice is pleasant and he is at ease with the microphone so his voice tells the story, as opposed to us listening to someone read a line of text.  There is a local-news-weekend-anchor quality to Mr. Gilbert's voice.  That is to say, his voice is middle-of-the-road-upper-key bland, but this quality was over lookable once we bought into the story.  We will award 14 points in this category.

Editing/Technical:  Run-of-the-mill, we would surmise.  There were, the Mr. Gilbert's credit, not searing gaffs.  A few bad splices were left in, but nothing egregious.  We fully concur with commentators on PB.com the the intro/outro music was jarringly loud.  As this is an easy fix, even now, it is hard not to ding points for this annoyance.  A pale 11 here, where the unspectacular is coupled with the offensive.

Originality of Story: This is, for us, a bit of a tough one.  We are not very familiar with the Christian apocalyptic genre.  It is possible this is a very fresh and original story.  We suspect there exists a large body of such stories and that this is a common enough tale.  We made it though five or six pages of the mind-numbing Left Behind series ( to quote Dr. Smith from Lost in Space "Oh, the pain!").  Well, it's original to us, little fish in the big pond that we are, so that counts for something.  Based on our vacillations, we will score a neutral 10.

Quality of Writing:  As we've said - time and again - it's all about the story.  The mix of writing prowiss, deeply developed characters, and an enthralling tale are the stuff of magic.  Well, have a seat, pour a cold one, and be patient with us, we are going to set our soap-box right... here... and lecture a bit, expound upon our opinions, as it were.  Forever void of malice in our hearts and in our pens (keyboards keys sounds too sterile, so, please pens it is), we wish to drill a bit deeply into TGC.  The characters are, lamentably, two-dimensional, off-the-shelf kind of folk.  The preacher who prays cheerily (we were reminded of Ned Flanders cheery) while death is quite literally on the door step (maybe run now, pray later?) and the treacle-flock of loving white husbands who cannot stand to be apart from their wives.  The couples all love each other as much now as the day they first met.  They are all white, too, except for a token Asian wife.  The black football player with a son raised by his single mother ex-girlfriend.  Ah, does anyone sense a rigid stereotype here?  Moreover, the black single mother is an unreasonable bitch.  When her ex is called to active duty in the setting of a world gone mad, she is pissy about her plans and won't allow a visit.  She is the only negative character in the book who is not one of the bad-guy.  Very thin ice here, Mr. Gilbert, very thin indeed.  And, when all the world is threatened and The Common Man unites to defeat the beast, no common man is gay.  We have written several novels and short.  We think we only have one cameo-type gay character, but includcivity was not a central theme for any of our books.  It very much was in TGC.  Moreover, when you write Christian fiction, if you don't add a LGBT character, we think you are declaring your uncharitable opinion as to the right of consenting adults to do as they choose behind closed doors.  And each character acted exactly as you anticipated.  We read a few comments on PB.com before starting TGC and noted someone was surprised by the ending.  Really, we saw it half way through with clairvoyant clarity.  The stark predictability of the climax were not so onerous as to earn a WSRH, but a little imagination peppered in would have been nice.  After you've read TGC, or if you are Mr. Gilbert, splice-in this example.  Cut to the scene where the FBI agent and deputy trap the Special Ops in the house.  The captain comes out, nervously faces the agent, then asks the whereabouts of the deputy.  She steps forward and punches him in the nose.  What if...  instead of that, she recognizes him.  They served together in Afghanistan, fell in love, but duty tore them apart.  She has not seen him since - lost track of the ghost warrior.  She insist on going with the captain to confront the bad guy.  When the bad guy *spoiler* she pulls the crucifix the captain gifted her at their parting, which she later had the Pope himself bless while she was visiting Lourdes, and the sanctity of the amulet, when impaled into the *spoiler* eye causes the *spoiler* to *spoilered* into  *spoiler* for some unpleasant time.  You see our point.  It is not difficult to enrich a story, to multi-dimentionalize a character, so as to tell a more non-linear tale.
  All that said, we enjoyed TGC, in spite of it's devote simplicity.  For writing, we will aware a bland 9.

Wow Factor and Extra Credit:  We will award 5 points here, mostly to acknowledge the effort it takes to write and produce a podcast, and the generosity to do so with only a hope of recompense.  Study, practice, and call-upon your imagination, Mr. Gilbert, and afford us these thing next time out.

TOTAL:  49   Yes, this is the lowest rated podcast so far, but, know this.  It stands head-and-shoulders above the debris of WSRH'S who never even made it to the dance.  Seriously, this is a worthy podcast and you should listen to it.

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