Haphazardly Implausible, people. Good book, great author (wait-a go Jack!!). And before reading anymore, you must bounce over to her blog and tell her how fantastic she is. NOW.
Really, you should know that I'm no knowledgeable whiz kid when it come to books or literature. Especially not books about airships and Europe. I seriously fail when it comes to history/geography, and I've never chomped down on anything steam punk before. Needless to say, this book was a new genre for little ol' me.
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The book begins with Scottish people in a Scottish place. This is rather lovely, as it gives me freedom to think of these characters with some sweet accents. From their it jumps between multiple peoples and places, all on their own conquests to find what they're looking for.
Peter, Tony, Steed, Darcy, Kirk, Isidore, Jack, Singur, and the others. All lovely people with complex backgrounds and personalities to match. My favorite(s) had to be Darcy, with Peter close behind. Kirk and I became fast friends, I could almost empathize with Isidore and his struggles with Jack O'Malley, Steed and Tony were both gems, and Singur...well Singur left me wanting a bit more out of him, but I have faith that in the coming books he'll blossom into a very well-rounded fellow of fiction.
After reading Haphazardly Implausible I'm very interested in reading Jack's collection of short stories: Kirk, Lisbeth's Choice, and Reveille, and so when I get a chance, I'll be getting my hands on those.
I won't say much concerning the story, for fear that I will slip a few spoilers.
---Ah! That's another shining moment of this book: the mystery. Seems like everyone has a secret---or if not secret, a past that's not to be spoken about. These little eye-catches feed you brain and keep you interested. When reading, I typically try to solve and resolve the plot twisters before the characters do. With HI, I was totally clueless (though I nearly caught Hogan's revelation before it had been...revelated), which is a pleasing thing.
There are handfuls of pros, plot being the most prominent.
The cons are few, and I can only think of two:
1) A slight unbelievability. I know---I know, it's steam punk, it's fictional, etc. BUT when Singur decides to take a swim with a bag of explosives, it occurred to me that no matter how much of a genius he might be, this dude has no hope of not sinking to his drowning doom (especially as only a few minutes ago, he was about to pass out).
2) There were scatters of little typos. I am no person to be in the position of accusing someone of typos (yes, we call all laugh hysterically and roll our eyes at this). And however many times you read a manuscript, you are never going to find each and every little error. Thus, (no worries Jack) we shan't shoot the author.
Aside from these two points of the story, I really couldn't find anything else to turn my nose up at (yes, I know I'm picky ;).
A lovely book with lots of potential. *cough*movie adaption*cough*
So read it, enjoy it, and be excited for the sequel(s)!
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And now I can wish you a successful future by saying "Happy New Year!"
K-Minty
