DAY 2: Seth Skorkowsky’s “Hounacier (Valducan #2)” – Beautifully Brutal.
The ride through Seth Skorkowsky’s Valducan Series continues in top form in his second book in the series.
THE REVIEW: “Hounacier (Valducan #2)”
5 out of 5 Stars
Nothing short of a ride on a chainsaw blade through Skorkowsky’s demon-infested world…
“…And if you join us, I can promise you that long after you’re old, and grey, and I dig your grave, and take you to the other side, you’ll remember what happened when Malcolm Romero came calling..”
A quote from Skorkowsky’s “Hounacier (Valducan Book 2)” that is as prophetic for the reader as it is for the characters who inhabit the story.
In Hounacier we follow Valducan Knight Malcolm Romero (first introduced to us in “Damoren (Valducan Book 1)”) home to New Orleans in his quest to investigate, and avenge, the murder of his mentor — an event that sets into motion this visceral, bloody machine that is Skorkowsky’s darkest delve into his demonic mythology yet.
The city of New Orleans, and the people who inhabit both its lighter and darker sides, come to life in the most genuine and tangible detail in “Hounacier.” As has become distinctive in Skorkowsky’s narrative style, we are taken on a full five-senses-tour through the gold and dirt of this iconic American setting. New Orleans and her people live and breathe around the reader as they walk her mysterious streets on the hunt with Malcolm Romero. In the pages of “Hounacier” you will be able to see, touch, hear, smell, and taste this city as if you were there.
Voodoo is a central theme in “Hounacier” and never have I encountered it given such a vibrant and authentic treatment in a work of urban fantasy. You can feel New Orlean’s voodoo heart beating in your hands as you turn the pages. A masterful accomplishment in pairing myth and religion with the urban fantasy aesthetic.
Valducan Series fans be aware: “Hounacier” is a darker shade of black than its predecessor, “Damoren.” This novel will reach up and grab you in uncomfortable places, leaving bruises, cuts, and tears. Drink it like a black red wine paired with a bloody-rare steak.
Hounacier is nothing short of a ride on a chainsaw blade through Skorkowsky’s demon-infested world. A vicious treat that bites back.
The Rest Of The Story…
I’m not sure when Seth and I first discussed “Hounacier” but I do recall the first couple of times he brought up using New Orleans Voodoo as a central theme. I never tell my fellow authors what direction I think THEIR story should go (even ones I’m very good friends with — it’s their vision, they know better than I do). I DO however bring it up when I spot landmines and trouble ahead.
And I remember when Seth said: “Voodoo. New Orleans.”
Because I said: “Sweet Mother of Pearl… you better get BOTH OF THOSE RIGHT, dude. Or you will get crucified and you will deserve it.”
Yeah. This is the kind of stuff we talk about when nobody else is around.
To his very-much-deserved credit, Seth replied simply: “Oh, man, I know…”
Okay. Good. He knew what he was in for. He was a grown-ass man and it was time to leave him alone about it and let it be written, let it be done.
Well, I’m happy to report that not only did Seth get his New Orleans Voodoo vibe right in “Hounacier” — he knocked it out of the park and it cratered some dude’s windshield in the parking lot. The way he brings Voodoo into both the highly visible culture of his New Orleans and into its supernatural subculture is absolutely first rate. And, being a big fan of NOLA myself, I was pretty damn pleased with the life he breathed into the city and her inhabitants. Very quickly, his New Orleans grabs onto you like a living breathing character. If you’ve ever been there, you know that’s EXACTLY what that city is. In fact, it’s one of the wackiest “characters” you’ll find anywhere in America.
There’s actually a lot more I could share with you about the growth and birth of “Hounacier (Valducan #2)” but not without getting into spoilers. And I sure don’t want to do that. Trust me — I want you to read it. It’s gritty. It’s frightening. And it’s downright brutal in ways even “Damoren” didn’t reach. It’s also a very personal story, a big bloody hug around protagonist Malcolm — and if there was a character from Book 1 most in need of a big bloody hug, it’s Malcolm.
Read “Hounacier.” Ride the chainsaw. Don’t flinch — it’s got TEETH.