Allen Lyle

A world shattered by a war of gods. An enthralling throne waiting for a ruler to take it. A family driven into darkness. A church watching a waiting in the wings. A heavy devotion to a god of death.

But this chronicle is not about them.

What was this chronicle about? I couldn’t truly tell you. I was too distracted by the style of writing to even begin to care about the characters or the plot. It was…. ambitious, to say the least. But it was also incredibly frustrating that it prevented me show more from actually enjoying the story. What was it specifically? The format of a tale told about days that are obviously past, by an ambiguous narrator who was not present for these events, using present verb tenses willy-nilly to give a historical account of deeds gone by in passive tones more suited to a history textbook.

Was it engaging? No. Did I care about any of the characters? No. Did I realize that this was set in our post-apocalyptic future world until I read the author’s bio? No. Did I feel bad for the spellchecker of the author? Yes. Did I think spelling iron as “yron” was interesting? Sure, maybe the first time. After the 119th time, did it add anything to the experience? Nope.

Honestly, this was a miss for me. But will I keep this author on my list for future reads? Yes. The framework is there. I look forward to how his craft will grow and develop with time. show less

Reads like an outline. Not for me