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Cassandra Khaw: Assorted Novellas
Mar. 25th, 2018 03:56 pmCassandra Khaw is an author I’ve only recently come to appreciate. I’ve read a few short stories, and one novella - A Song for Quiet, which rocked me deeply. The pieces I’d read up to this point have been dark fantasy and horror, which she does very well, so well that I thought I’d acquaint myself with her other work.
Hammers on Bone, another novella, and I believe the first one featuring John Persons, who also appeared in A Song for Quiet, is a horror story with a difference. It draws on parts of the Lovecraft mythos for its characters and situations, but the real horrors are all too human - domestic and child abuse. Persons is an interesting character, definitely in the anti-hero mode. A private detective by trade, and a Yith by nature - one of the time travelling, body snatching entities found originally in Lovecraft’s stories, he has otherworldly powers, but also a detached, inhuman perspective that is partly influenced to occasional human responses by the faint presence of the human whose body he wears. Being who and what he is, his cases tend to have something of the supernatural and monstrous about them, and he does not necessarily handle these the way a human PI would. Khaw does an excellent jib if capturing the alienness of Persons, and the desperate humanity of those he deals with. With two Persons stories written, I rather hope there Khaw intends there to be more.
Bearly a Lady, on the other hand, is supernatural chick lit comedy. Zelda Joshua Andreas McCartney is a werebear, which is hard on all sorts of things, like underwear and dating. Her best friend and roommate Zora is a vampire. And she has, thanks to Zora’s pushing, a hot date with a very sexy werewolf she’s been lusting after for a very long time. And she’s still got a bit of a crush on co-worker Janine. Then her employer assigns her to act as a bodyguard to her visiting nephew, an arrogant, entitled fae lordling with full-tilt glamour. It’s Bridget Jones for the fantasy-reading woman, and it is as different from Khaw’ dark fantasy as it can be and still occupy the same broadly-defined genre.
There’s a lot of good stuff in here about female friendship, and some pointedly cautionary advice for the modern female wereperson who wants to have a bit of romance in her life. It’s a delightful change fir this author, who says in her afterward, and with perfect truth, “Because there’s a place and time for darkness and grim ruminations, and there’s a place and time for bisexual werebears with killer wardrobes and a soft spot for pastries.”
And then there’s the Rupert Wong stories: Rupert Wong, Cannibal Chef and Rupert Wong and the Ends of the Earth, two novellas which I read packaged in omnibus format and titled Food of the Gods. I’m not entirely sure how to categorise these stories. Not exactly horror, though certainly full of horrific things. Not humorous, really, although the main character does use humour to deal with the improbabilities in his life. Definitely supernatural, full of gods, ghosts, ghouls and monsters from multiple cultural traditions. But whatever you decide it is, it’s certainly interesting.
Rupert Wong is a self-described “superstar chef to the ghouls and liaison for the damned of Kuala Lumpur.” His specialty is preparing human flesh and blood for the consumption of the various undead. He employs a large number of kwee kia, ghouls created from unborn fetuses, and despite the blood bind between them - he feeds them ritually from his own wrist - but he’s the kind of guy who believes in educating the exploited workers, and now they’re threatening to unionise. But that’s hardly the worst if his problems.
He’s a hard-working chef with a commitment to satisfying his employer, and not just because his employer is a powerful ghoul who’s likely to kill and eat him if he doesn’t. He’s a devoted family man, though both his wife Minah and their son are undead themselves. A sad story - Minah was pregnant when her first husband murdered her, and so when she awoke from the dead to take vengeance, her unborn child did as well. Rupert feeds both of them, too. And he has a lot of other responsibilities, too.
Rupert, you see, has a past. A very bad past. And when he finally realised that his bad past was going to seriously affect his afterlife, he made an arrangement with the gods to start working off his time in the Courts of Hell early. As he explains: “So now I’m working off my karmic debt through community management. I mediate arguments. I listen to complaints. I exorcise stubborn ghouls. I push pencils on hell paper and do the books every Hungry Ghost Festival.”
In the first of these tales, Rupert Wong, Cannibal Chef, it’s this reputation that brings the Dragon King to him, with a demand that he investigate the reasons why the Erinys killed his youngest child. It’s not a request he can refuse. He wants to, of course, but the Dragon King isn’t just threatening to kill him if he declines - or takes the job and fails. The dragon holds a trump card. He can procure a reincarnation for Minah, a chance to work out her own karmic debt for killing her ex-husband. And Rupert would do anything for Minah. But as he begins his search for the Erinys, complications compound and he repeatedly runs afoul of various persons living, dead and divine, it begins to look as though there is no possible solution that doesn’t end in death, or worse.
Rupert does find a way through the maze of conflicting loyalties and demands, surviving to return in Rupert Wong and the Ends of the Earth. Due to various repercussions from his mission for the Dragon King, Rupert is now persona non grata among certain Asian pantheons, and his patron loans him to the Greek gods - currently based in London - to get him out of Kuala Lumpur. With his wife Minah reincarnated, and thus lost to him, there’s not much to keep him there anyway.
Being in London as the chef of the Greek gods is not a pleasant experience. No one seems to want to tell him what’s going on - why, for instance, a band of men in suits with guns suddenly appear on his first day in Demeter’s soup kitchen and gun down most of the homeless people eating there. As best as he can figure, he’s caught in a war between the old pantheons and the new gods created from human needs. And he has no idea what are the rules of engagement, or what role he’s supposed to play.
These stories are not for the squeamish. Rupert is, in his own way, a kind of a hero, but he does cook people for a living. And the gods and ghouls of the new and old pantheons around him are generally rather bloody and violent beings. But there’s a certain pleasure in watching Rupert as he survives the machinations of the endlessly powerful and manages to keep body and soul more or less intact.
Hammers on Bone, another novella, and I believe the first one featuring John Persons, who also appeared in A Song for Quiet, is a horror story with a difference. It draws on parts of the Lovecraft mythos for its characters and situations, but the real horrors are all too human - domestic and child abuse. Persons is an interesting character, definitely in the anti-hero mode. A private detective by trade, and a Yith by nature - one of the time travelling, body snatching entities found originally in Lovecraft’s stories, he has otherworldly powers, but also a detached, inhuman perspective that is partly influenced to occasional human responses by the faint presence of the human whose body he wears. Being who and what he is, his cases tend to have something of the supernatural and monstrous about them, and he does not necessarily handle these the way a human PI would. Khaw does an excellent jib if capturing the alienness of Persons, and the desperate humanity of those he deals with. With two Persons stories written, I rather hope there Khaw intends there to be more.
Bearly a Lady, on the other hand, is supernatural chick lit comedy. Zelda Joshua Andreas McCartney is a werebear, which is hard on all sorts of things, like underwear and dating. Her best friend and roommate Zora is a vampire. And she has, thanks to Zora’s pushing, a hot date with a very sexy werewolf she’s been lusting after for a very long time. And she’s still got a bit of a crush on co-worker Janine. Then her employer assigns her to act as a bodyguard to her visiting nephew, an arrogant, entitled fae lordling with full-tilt glamour. It’s Bridget Jones for the fantasy-reading woman, and it is as different from Khaw’ dark fantasy as it can be and still occupy the same broadly-defined genre.
There’s a lot of good stuff in here about female friendship, and some pointedly cautionary advice for the modern female wereperson who wants to have a bit of romance in her life. It’s a delightful change fir this author, who says in her afterward, and with perfect truth, “Because there’s a place and time for darkness and grim ruminations, and there’s a place and time for bisexual werebears with killer wardrobes and a soft spot for pastries.”
And then there’s the Rupert Wong stories: Rupert Wong, Cannibal Chef and Rupert Wong and the Ends of the Earth, two novellas which I read packaged in omnibus format and titled Food of the Gods. I’m not entirely sure how to categorise these stories. Not exactly horror, though certainly full of horrific things. Not humorous, really, although the main character does use humour to deal with the improbabilities in his life. Definitely supernatural, full of gods, ghosts, ghouls and monsters from multiple cultural traditions. But whatever you decide it is, it’s certainly interesting.
Rupert Wong is a self-described “superstar chef to the ghouls and liaison for the damned of Kuala Lumpur.” His specialty is preparing human flesh and blood for the consumption of the various undead. He employs a large number of kwee kia, ghouls created from unborn fetuses, and despite the blood bind between them - he feeds them ritually from his own wrist - but he’s the kind of guy who believes in educating the exploited workers, and now they’re threatening to unionise. But that’s hardly the worst if his problems.
He’s a hard-working chef with a commitment to satisfying his employer, and not just because his employer is a powerful ghoul who’s likely to kill and eat him if he doesn’t. He’s a devoted family man, though both his wife Minah and their son are undead themselves. A sad story - Minah was pregnant when her first husband murdered her, and so when she awoke from the dead to take vengeance, her unborn child did as well. Rupert feeds both of them, too. And he has a lot of other responsibilities, too.
Rupert, you see, has a past. A very bad past. And when he finally realised that his bad past was going to seriously affect his afterlife, he made an arrangement with the gods to start working off his time in the Courts of Hell early. As he explains: “So now I’m working off my karmic debt through community management. I mediate arguments. I listen to complaints. I exorcise stubborn ghouls. I push pencils on hell paper and do the books every Hungry Ghost Festival.”
In the first of these tales, Rupert Wong, Cannibal Chef, it’s this reputation that brings the Dragon King to him, with a demand that he investigate the reasons why the Erinys killed his youngest child. It’s not a request he can refuse. He wants to, of course, but the Dragon King isn’t just threatening to kill him if he declines - or takes the job and fails. The dragon holds a trump card. He can procure a reincarnation for Minah, a chance to work out her own karmic debt for killing her ex-husband. And Rupert would do anything for Minah. But as he begins his search for the Erinys, complications compound and he repeatedly runs afoul of various persons living, dead and divine, it begins to look as though there is no possible solution that doesn’t end in death, or worse.
Rupert does find a way through the maze of conflicting loyalties and demands, surviving to return in Rupert Wong and the Ends of the Earth. Due to various repercussions from his mission for the Dragon King, Rupert is now persona non grata among certain Asian pantheons, and his patron loans him to the Greek gods - currently based in London - to get him out of Kuala Lumpur. With his wife Minah reincarnated, and thus lost to him, there’s not much to keep him there anyway.
Being in London as the chef of the Greek gods is not a pleasant experience. No one seems to want to tell him what’s going on - why, for instance, a band of men in suits with guns suddenly appear on his first day in Demeter’s soup kitchen and gun down most of the homeless people eating there. As best as he can figure, he’s caught in a war between the old pantheons and the new gods created from human needs. And he has no idea what are the rules of engagement, or what role he’s supposed to play.
These stories are not for the squeamish. Rupert is, in his own way, a kind of a hero, but he does cook people for a living. And the gods and ghouls of the new and old pantheons around him are generally rather bloody and violent beings. But there’s a certain pleasure in watching Rupert as he survives the machinations of the endlessly powerful and manages to keep body and soul more or less intact.
