The waking up cliche begins this novel. The only cool thing (or funny thing depending on your humor) is the name: Lord Hawke. What follows is some mood inducing prose. Nothing wrong with that, but this opening line is lame.
Chapter 1:
Bill Chase picked up the phone and called 1789.
Phone call cliche. The only cool thing (or funny thing depending on your humor) is the name: Bill Chase. The names are more exciting than the plotting that opens this novel! Not a good sign. Plus, this would be cool if he was phoning the year 1789, then the phone call cliche would be forgiven. I read on hoping he was calling the year, without wondering how he could possibly do that as phones hadn't yet been invented in 1789. But alas, that plot point is not meant to be. In the next sentence we learn that 1789 is a restaurant.
First thing said:
"Quite the brute y've got yerself here now, m'lord."
Uh-oh, written dialects give people headaches.
I don't know how much of a thriller this one is, but if the opening is any indication, I don't think readers are going to burn too many calories reading this one.
Verdict: Fail
Sincerely,
Theodore Moracht
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