Recently, I picked up the first installation of David Gemmell's Troy trilogy - Lord of the Silver Bow, hoping to pick up on fantasy reading where I left off. It was great. No, make that fab. See, the main problem with David Gemmell is that he is boring and recycles, like, 5 storylines. Which, in other words, make him a B-list but sellable writer by sheer fact of volume. So why do I read him? Because years ago, I read Legend which was one of the best 'flawed hero' showcases I've ever read, and I'm always optimistic.
Ok, so I liked Troy right? So last week, I go and talk to my elder brother about it.
Me: Eh, you read Troy oredi?
He: Wah lau! You read oredi ah? Damn good right?
Me: Wah lau! You also read oredi ah? Wah lau, damn good lor!
(We are a very eloquent family)
He: Eh, you read second book oredi or not? I got.
Me: Wah Lau! You got ah! Lend me leh!
He: Ya can. But I haven't read yet leh.
Me: Aiya, lend me lah. Eh, you got third book or not?
He: Wah lau! Got no third book lah! David Gemmell die oredi!!
(Silence)
Me: NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!
Yes. David Gemmell has apparently died. I know I should really be sad and feel remorse at the loss of a prolific, if not memorable, fantasy writer, but really I just feel sad and remorse for the loss of my third book in the Troy series. So here's a warning to all you naive readers like me who never think about checking an author's state of health before starting on a new series, don't start Troy. Unless, of course, you're one of those for whom "oh honey, it's not the end that matters, it's how we get there" types.
Wah lau.
Labels: books, fantasy, literature