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The Tale of Onora The Boy and the Peddler of Death eBook Dylan Saccoccio Virginie Carquin

Too few pages, but too many words.

A crude mixture of overused tropes, this mini-novel try to appeal to fans of fantasy movies and games by employing every cliché from the usual representatives of said movies and games. But in the end too much words and pretentious writing messes up any structure, and the limited pages numbers prevent any interesting plot development.


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The Tale of Onora The Boy and the Peddler of Death eBook Dylan Saccoccio Virginie Carquin Reviews

I've never read another book that used so many words to say so little. Give it a go if you like purple prose and have a lot of patience; otherwise, I'd suggest giving this one a pass.
My son liked it
2015 has been a bad year for me because I've read three--and now four--books in a couple of different genres united by an overarching theme faux literary, purple painful prose pretentiousness, marred further by a plethora of putative poetic phrasing. In other words, folks, the writing was so awful that it was virtually impossible to dig through the rococo veneer to discover the plot, if there was one, or the characters.

When one stumbles over the first sentence in the Foreword twice, and then the first paragraph in the Prologue--what booklet of less than 100 pages of text actually requires both a Foreword and a Prologue?, the reader knows she or he is in for an uphill battle, swimming against the tide of ham-fisted and cliche-ridden writing. It continues in Chapter One, which is more of the same, followed by mind-numbing, stultifying prose for the rest of an interminable 90-some pages.

There were times as I lurched painfully toward the end that I couldn't help but think this novelette was a bargain-basement rip-off of poorly-understood elements of Harry Potter, Dune, and anything by Tolkien. Hence the silly attempts at a fantasy language, the close-but-no-cigar characters' names--Olwyn, Baelwyn--in a pale attempt to echo Tolkien, the bloviated dialogue trying to be Frank Herbert. and the silly "world philosophy" supporting this fantasy world that is reminiscent of the dreams and fevered imaginings of teenagers who thought Khalil Gibran was the best poet ever or, as another reviewer so eloquently put it, enough to embarrass L. Ron Hubbard.

Added to the general ripping off of far superior better fantasies, we have plagiarism. For example, in the Foreword, there is this word for word "borrowing" “You are a function of what the whole universe is doing in the same way that a wave is a function of what the whole ocean is doing.” ― Alan W. Watts. There are more scattered throughout, but you get the idea.

I did make it through Chapter 4 and the end, but I admit to skimming a bit here and there--a rational person can hang about in purple-prose land only so long. But wait! There's more! We have the acknowledgments which are written in much the same style. One in particular, to a person named Steve, caught my eye and almost left me speechless for its sheer awfulness disguised as a sort of moronic middle school pubescent humor "When we roamed the cobblestoned streets, fathers knew to lock their daughters inside their homes, for when they didn't we locked ourselves inside their daughters."

Just reading this awful excuse for a story so obtuse, so "elevated" that mere mortals who buy it cannot understand it has impinged upon my normal reviewing style, and left me feeling like I needed a shower.

The short version, folks This Book is Bad. Avoid it.
If you were to task Alex Jones with writing a fantasy novel, and pumped him full of DMT, then tore half the pages out at random, this is what you would get. It's a loosely defined chain of events, held together by preaching narrative, plot holes, and the worst language use I've ever seen on a published work.
I personally felt that this book had some issues and it wasn't something that I would pick up off my bookshelf to read again. I think the main issue was the conversation and the depth.. or lack there of... of the characters. I need characters who jump off the page and hit me emotionally, or that I want to jump into the book and kill because I hate them. These characters I was more meh about. They could live or die without me caring much.
Too many words saying nothing. It seems as if the author had a school assignment to write a 100 page book and did it with the minimal effort possible on the night before submission was due. Overused cliches, trying very hard to pander to fantasy fanbase by using every overabused cliche. The writing is pretentious, and the author seems to be very very loquacious. There is literally no plot whatsoever.
Overall this book was too wordy. There is such a thing as too descriptive and this sort of thing detracted from my experience. Another thing that caught me off gaurd and jarred me from the story world was when curses were used. Now I'm a young adult with a mouth like a sailor so curses do not offend me. But when the author uses "little s***" and "bulls*** fairytales" in the book, especially in the type of setting they set up, it just seems wrong and alien.

Not only that but this book really seemed to be historical facts of the world, a lot of which seemed (to me) unnecessary at the point and time. A lot of facts could have easily been introduced in other books or at different times when it was actually pertinent to the story or the reader needing to know.

I got almost half way through the book before any real plot occurred instead of just 'world building' and 'set up' and even then it wasn't a whole lot occurring...
Too few pages, but too many words.

A crude mixture of overused tropes, this mini-novel try to appeal to fans of fantasy movies and games by employing every cliché from the usual representatives of said movies and games. But in the end too much words and pretentious writing messes up any structure, and the limited pages numbers prevent any interesting plot development.