The Lies of Locke Lamora by Scott Lynch
| This past January I had the pleasure to attend Harvard University's annual science fiction & fantasy convention, Vericon. The guest of honor was George R.R. Martin, of whom I'm something of an unrepentant fanboy. (He says we're friends, but I'm quite certain he's just being nice.)|
From his first reading throughout the entire weekend, when asked about any other works whatsoever, he brought up Scott Lynch's name, and his just now released The Lies of Locke Lamora. He mentioned how it was "just the sort of story I love to read," and "One of the best new fantasies in years." Having spoken with George at length a time or two about other writers, I'd never before heard him so excited about a new author. He usually reserves his accolades for genre stalwarts like Jack Vance, Roger Zelazny, or J.R.R. Tolkien, and so my appetite for this novel was duly whetted.
Try as I might, I simply could not get my hands on a copy of the ARC. Thus, I had to wait like everyone else for the general release on June 27th.
The wait was worth it.
'His problem,' said the Thiefmaker, 'Is that if I can't sell him to you, I'm going to have to slit his throat and throw him in the bay. And I'm going to have to do it tonight.'
Instantly we are immersed in the Venice-like city-state of Camorr, and the life of Camorr's most brilliant thief, Locke Lamora. The hooks fly, and you can't help but read just a bit more of Locke and his Gentleman Bastards. It's a non-stop ride that you don't ever want to get off.
Lynch combines the very best of Raymond Feist (Jimmy the Hand) with the timeless magic of Robin Hood, set in a Godfatheresque watery Lankhmar. The Lies of Locke Lamora is not a book of ideas, a work of wonder, or anyones idea of a classic of literature. What it is is a worthy heir of the very best adventure novels ever written, deserving shelf space alongside Treasure Island, Scaramouche, The Scarlet Pimpernel, and The Count of Monte Christo.
C. M. Morrison over at Strange Horizons, in his or her review of The Lies of Locke Lamora, inferred that reviewers were bribed to talk up this book. "Far more often I want to know how the reviewer was bribed to tell me such lies." And Nick Mamatas tears Morrison a new orifice here on his live journal. (Just thought you might like to see that. S'pretty amusing.)
Well, I wasn't bribed. I didn't even get an ARC. I shelled out my hard earned dollars. Retail price, even.
And I loved it to tears.
Want to invest in a newly released book? This is it. Buy now, buy signed, buy five. In ten years, you'll wish you bought twenty. Lynch is going to be big, and this is it. His Magician, The Eye of The World, A Game of Thrones. This is the book to buy this year.
The prologue is available for free download here.