2015 military fantasy. As the war between Lascanne and Denland drags
on, the gentlewoman Emily Marshwic finds herself fighting on the
front.
This is a fantasy that's aiming for a Napoleonic feel, but
various small things come out just slightly off. The soldiers carry
muskets fired by "arc-locks", which by the very limited description we
get sounds rather like a wheellock ("the arc-lock spun and sparked and
fire met the powder inside the chamber"), but there is a network of
steam trains. That could be explained by an odd technological path,
but then we find that an ensign is explicitly an officer rank, while a
sergeant is superior to an ensign and you can get promoted from ensign
to sergeant and then later to lieutenant.
The war itself is clearly intended to be vaguely Napoleonic, but there
aren't any really huge set-piece battles; it's more of a blend of the
First World War (there's a "big push" explicitly named) and Vietnam as
seen in the films (small patrols moving through swamp and jungle and
getting ambushed, and success measured by body count). There's mention
of naval forces because you have to have those in a Napoleonic story,
but the actual fighting is in two separate contested areas on the
borders between the two countries, with no foreign possessions ever
mentioned. The Levant front, where Emily spends much of the book, is
basically an infantry fight (with a very few warlocks, imbued with the
King's fire): there's no sign of cavalry or artillery, though they get
mentioned briefly in other places. (And the muskets are usually
referred to as "guns" even by experienced soldiers, which grated
somewhat.)
After Emily's first engagement in chapter one, the next eleven
chapters are flashback, showing how she got there. This is unfortunate
in that it removes tension: when Emily makes a friend of a fellow
recruit in chapter nine, we already know that that name is of someone
who turned up dead in chapter one. This isn't foreshadowing or an
impending sense of doom, it's just a weary realisation that this
friendship can't last so could we get back to the point where it's
ended and on with the story please?
I get the feeling that militaria don't really fall into Tchaikovsky's
area of interest, and he'd rather be writing vaguely Thomas Hardy-ish,
vaguely Regency novels of country life. The war is a necessary part of
Emily's story but it all gets a bit fuzzy and cinematic. It's not a
bad thing that Tchaikovsky is focused on the people, but the fuzziness
is still a weak leg that makes the book feel lop-sided.
This book is about, not the war that takes up the majority of its
pages, but Emily's progress from a relatively unremarkably country
gentlewoman in reduced circumstances to an expert soldier who will
take world-shaking action at the climax of the book. There's a love
triangle (predictable once it's established), and meditation on the
nature of heroism and reputation, not to mention how a war can get
started and how bloody difficult it is to stop it. Even after one
side has won.
It often feels like notes for the film; descriptions and conversations
are sketched in and the narration hurries on to the next thing. That's
not entirely bad (I'd often rather read an underwritten book than an
overwritten one) but it did sometimes grate on me as I was reading.
There isn't much to distract one from the main narrative, and this is
enjoyable light reading, though a bit of a slender reed for some of
the concepts it's asked to carry.
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