I am a huge James S. A. Corey fan. I’ve read every single Expanse book (including novellas/short stories) multiple times, and I’ve watched (and re-watched) the television version of The Expanse in its entirety so far. It’s safe to say I’m hooked.
So the fact that the next book in the series – Tiamat’s Wrath – is coming out in less than 48 hours has certainly not escaped me. I’m more hyped than I think I’ve ever been for a book before, and to remedy that as soon as possible I’ve got the ebook version pre-ordered through Kobo/Rakuten. I’m so ready to dive in the moment it drops (yes, that means midnight if possible) that I’ll probably read the entire thing in one sitting – just as I have with the previous books. I won’t be able to help myself in starting it, and once I do I doubt I’ll be able to put it down.
But right now, in this moment, you could say that I’m sitting in anticipatory hell. I can see reviews coming out, I’ve been seeing people getting their ARCs for a good while already, and I’m honestly just trying to avoid mention of the book at all – or I have been for the past few days. I suppose that blogging about it isn’t exactly avoiding it at this point.
So here I sit. Waiting. Anticipating. Counting the minutes.
(I hope it’s as good as I expect.)
Sometimes, all it takes is the tiniest hook to pull you into a story. A little hint of something wondrous, a well imagined and realistic character, or even a world you’d want to step into… whatever the hook, it doesn’t need to be big; it can pull you in as long as it actually snags you.
Recently, I started reading Revelation Space by Alastair Reynolds – a choice I’d made after thoroughly enjoying Pushing Ice. I’d been reading for a while, and had come across a few interesting hooks thrown my way, but none of them seemed to be catching. None of them dug in. Not one.
Then, somewhere near the 128th page (18% of the book already complete according to my e-reader) something was revealed that completely saturated my interest. The hook – which at this point could be the main hook of the story – dug in, and snagged a wanting deep inside my brain. A want of knowledge; a want of things magnificent, and magical, and so utterly indescribable that people haven’t even thought of them yet (save for maybe the author) was triggered. And I fell, hook dragging me in deep.
I’ve experienced this type of hook once before, the one that hides until you’re in over your head and then yanks you into the depths. It was from my current favourite author Peter F. Hamilton, which happened to have an introduction at the start of Revelation Space.
Excellent writers have to stick together, I suppose. 😛