Thursday, 13 February 2014

Hounded by Kevin Hearne

I am sort of a sucker for good snark. And I've been bemoaning the similarities of much of the fantasy I've been reading recently. So this book came around at exactly the right time, and quite enchanted me. It's not the deepest book in the world, but it was thoroughly fun and diverting, and I look forward to reading more in the series.

Atticus O'Sullivan is a Druid. Not just a druid, but one who has survived for more than 2000 years, mostly by hiding out from the Tuatha de Danaan, who are still very much alive and kicking, and still as likely to kill you as look at you. Particularly if you piss them off. At all. Minor offenses are not a concept that really enter into the equation.

So, he lives in Arizona, far away from the Fae, and the gods of Celtic mythology. One of them has been hunting for him for millennia. A couple of the goddesses might be on his side, but they are definitely working their own agendas. O'Sullivan runs a magic shop, has a werewolf and a vampire as his lawyers, and keeps himself and his bodily fluids far, far away from witches. As you can tell, this book is populated with any number of mythological or supernatural beings. Most of them nasty, all of them deadly.

Magic in this book is serious shit, and quick and potentially mortal. But the main character has a delightful irreverence towards mortal and immortal alike, and the turns of phrase ticked my funnybone.

There isn't a deeper meaning to this book, no deeper themes to explore or expound upon. It was just fun, and felt different, and again, the snark.

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