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Loading... Hastur Lordby Marion Zimmer Bradley
None. A wonderful book and now one of my favorites in the series. Marion would be very proud. Bradley's unfinished manuscript fleshed out by Ross, filling the gap between The World Wreckers and Exile's Song. Only for completists. I did skim all the way to the end, rather than put it down unfinished. no reviews | add a review
Amazon.com Product Description (ISBN 0756406226, Hardcover)A never-before-published fantasy novel set in Marion Zimmer Bradley's Darkover universe.The world of Darkover, a unique, isolated, and protected world, has long avoided becoming part of the technologically advanced Terran Empire. But things are about to change. Regis Hastur, lord of the most powerful of the seven Domains in Darkover, learns that the Empire is about to become a Federation, and is extending an invitation for all of the worlds to join. While the offer seems tempting to his people, Regis knows that Darkover would become little more than a military base, used for its unique planetary position, and will be sapped of its resources. He must now stop at nothing to save his world. (retrieved from Amazon Tue, 19 Apr 2011 23:53:14 -0400) Regis Hastur, lord of the most powerful of the domains in Darkover, struggles to protect his world from becoming a military base for the new federation being created by the technologically advanced Terran Empire. |
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I think one of the more memorable of the original Darkover series is [b:The Heritage of Hastur|472778|The Heritage of Hastur (Darkover)|Marion Zimmer Bradley|http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1175044337s/472778.jpg|461050]. Hastur Lord is a sequel, and one MZB talked about in print before her death. There's no way I could ignore it, once I knew it actually existed.
I must address the egregious mistakes. There's nothing like a glaring error to bring me out of the flow of a story, and there are plenty of them here. "Flout" for "flaunt" was relatively mild compared to this nonsensical combination of words:
"Regis raked his hair back from his face, pulled on the dressing robe that lay across the foot of the bed, and stumbled about in a semblance of his morning ablutions." Say what? Or this about going in to dinner: "Our brother has superceded (sic) you and is anxious for us all to be together..."
That aside, the writing just isn't very good. The plot is clunky, the dialog wooden, and the prose alternately turgid and purple. It's preachy, it's pedantic, and it fits into the canon the way a hand-carved wooden spoon fits into the ancestral silverware.
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