James P. Blaylock is one of the founding fathers of modern steampunk along with fellow writers and friends Tim Powers and K.W. Jeter. He has won the World Fantasy and Philip K. Dick Awards. Blaylock lives in Orange, CA with his wife - they have two sons.
Homunculusby James P. Blaylock
Can St. Ives keep the alien homunculus out of the
It is the late 19th century and a mysterious airship orbits through the foggy skies. Its terrible secrets are sought by many, including the Royal Society, a fraudulent evangelist, a fiendish vivisectionist, an evil millionaire and an assorted group led by the scientist and explorer Professor Langdon St. Ives.
Can St. Ives keep the alien homunculus out of the claws of the villainous Ignacio Narbondo?
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Honestly, this is about the fourth or fifth "Steampunk" novel i have read. Fortunately it is the one i liked the most. The book has characters that are much more fleshed out and believable than most in the genre. A lot of the authors of this brand of fiction fill the pages with outlandish psuedo-technology and a very sketchy story with cookie cutter characters. That being said, this one also has the required explorers, scholars, and airship captains, but they are well rounded with distinct worldviews and personalities. Each has a history and plenty of human foibles. I may rate this higher than it deserves because the steampunk field is so full of hacks, its tempting to overindulge in the solid ones.
James P. Blaylock in his new book, “Homunculus” a new book in Tale of Langdon St. Ives series published by Titan Books gives us another adventure with scientist/explorer Professor Langdon St. Ives. From the back cover: It is the late 19th century and a mysterious airship orbits through the foggy skies. Its terrible secrets are sought by many, including the Royal Society, a fraudulent evangelist, a fiendish vivisectionist, an evil millionaire and an assorted group led by the scientist and explorer Professor Langdon St. Ives. Can St. Ives keep the alien homunculus out of the claws of the villainous Ignacio Narbondo? If you like science fiction then this book is for you. I have to admit I do not know much about this genre “Steampunk” however I do know and enjoy Jules Verne stories and Mr. Blaylock has captured quite a bit of what Mr. Verne used to put in his stories. “Homunculus” is set in late 19th century London and is loaded with mad-scientists, villains, a dirigible steered by a skeleton, a tiny little man in a jar who may be an alien, and reanimated corpses. If you enjoy your fiction with science out of sync with the time period then this is for you. As for me “Homunculus” was a bit over the top for me. Too much what I call insanity and then there are the reanimated corpses. Never my cup of tea. Leaving that aside there is a lot of adventure within these pages you make the decision. Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from Titan Books. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255 : “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”
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I let out a small sigh as I read the already-memorized reports. "Name. Cassandra Clair. Age. Fifteen. Appearance. Aroun five foot with short black hair and dark blue, almost black, eyes. Family. Robert Clair, State Alchemist and doctor, deceased. Marrisa Clair, State Alchemist, deceased. Thomas Clair, unknown." I said outloud, not even bothering to look at the paper. "Brother?" Alphonse stuck his head into the small study. I turned to face him, pulling on my red cloak. "Hey Al, I'm going on a walk. 'Kay?" I said, pushing by him towards the door. "Just be safe. We can't ha-" Those were the last words I heard before the door slammed shut. •••••••••••••• "If she went that way... She would've hit Central Command. Where could she be?" I muttered to myself. "How about...right behind you, pipsqueak." I whipped around and punched her cheek, and Cassandra jumped backwards in suprise. I clapped my hands together and started to bring it to my right arm, and could only watch in horror as the familiar blue glow turned red, and my automail arm was destroyed. "Never let your guard down!" She yelled, and I just barely had time to dodge the kick she threw at me. "Envy! Backup!" Cassandra called behind her, and Envy hopped down beside her. I clutched the area where my automail used to be, the pain from the lost nerves barely noticable underneath my adrenaline. Envy flew at me, hand turning into a long, green tentacle that wrapped itself around my waist. I let out a yelp of suprise as it lifted me up into the air. "Let me down! Goddamnit!" I shouted, struggling to get free. Cassandra watched with mingled curiousity in her purple eyes as she rubbed the growing bruise on her cheek. I then realized something. "Cassandra's supposed to have dark eyes. No." Apparently they both heard what I had mumbled, because they grinned and said, "'Bout time you figured that out!" Envy dropped me, and I crashed to the ground on my shoulder with a 'thud.' I struggled to push myself up, and Envy kicked my side. I lay, winded, as darkness pushed itself into the corners of my vision. "So, Envy. We got him. Did I do well?" I heard Cassandra say. "You did well. Let's just get him back down." Those were the last things I heard before falling unconcious. •Authors note: OMG I HOPE THIS POSTS!!!! Anyway, thanks for reading. I'm so sorry this took so long, my Nook wouldn't let me post. Anyway... Thanks for reading! Next chapter, next res!! ~TheFullmetalHomunculus~•