It’s exactly ten years since my
first novel, The Male Gaze, came out.
The world of publishing and reviewing has changed radically since then. For my
third novel the publishers have sent me on a virtual tour. The book will feature
over the course of a couple of weeks on a dozen different blogs, where citizen
reviewers, driven by an undimmed love of fiction, are free to communicate
directly with like-minded readers.
The Book of Air
follows the fortunes of Jason, a London property developer who lives through a
virus that devastates the human population and has to work out a new way of
living with a group of fellow survivors, and Agnes, a teenager in the far
future, who has grown up in a community dominated by reverence for Jane Eyre.
Because of its themes, many of the
blogs have a special interest in post-apocalyptic and dystopian fiction. I’ve
been reviewed five times so far. A couple of the reviews are lukewarm and give
three stars. The rest are hugely enthusiastic. Both the lukewarm reviewers
mention that they find the book confusing and hard to get into at first. One
concedes that “It was very clever how Treasure put it all together.” The other, a Texan
author of Young Adult fiction writes, “I was drawn to Jason’s story as I enjoy
post-apocalyptic literature and the virus aspect was really interesting, even
if the supporting characters got on my nerves a bit.” She also notes that
“there is some strong language throughout as well as several implied sex
scenes, however nothing is really graphic”, which makes me wonder if she was
reviewing with young adult readers in mind. I notice also that this blog lists
among its interests Amish, Christian and End Times Fiction.
All reviews are a two-way street. The reader assesses the reviewer
as well as the reviewed. But in this free-market online world, I’m struck by
how openly the reviewers identify their particular interests and preferences. One
of the positive reviews begins like this:
For me, the Gold Standard for any
dystopian novel revolves around 2 things: originality and possibility. My two
absolute favorites are The Handmaids Tale by Margaret Atwood and The Giver quartet by
Lois Lowery. The Book of Air will be added to this prestigious
list. This story is so clever and original that I started recommending it
to friends 3% into it! (
I‘dSoRatherBeReading)
Of course I’m delighted that this reviewer rates my
book so highly. But it’s a particular thrill to get this response from a fellow
Atwood fan.
A reviewer from Wales likes that the book champions “the power
of the individual to fight against cruelty and oppression” (
BooksAreMyCwtches).
And one says of Agnes that she “only wants to be free to think her own thoughts and make her own choices…Jane Eyre would have been proud of her” (
BookLoversBookList). The impulse to cheer on sympathetic characters in their struggle against adversity seems to me like a basic element in what makes stories enjoyable. That this book is capable of having that effect on some readers feels like a real achievement.
There’s no claim to analytic detachment in these reviews. They
speak about the qualities that make you want to turn the page, or not. Being
confused is bad, being intrigued is good. There’s a preference for characters
you can care about, plots that draw you in. On the whole the readers would
rather be uplifted than depressed. Pleasure is a high value. The style of the
reviews is generally conversational, sometimes dynamically engaging.
When I figured out what The
Book of Air actually was, my level of excitement skyrocketed. I don't
want to spoil anything. I just can't. Seriously, such a clever twist on what
humanity will deem important. The anticipation of trying to figure out the link
between Jason and Agnes was torture (but in a fun emoji face kind of
way) (
I‘dSoRatherBeReading)
I wouldn’t swap the freshness and authenticity of this, with the feeling it gives me of the impact the book has had on this single reader, for any amount of judicious praise from professional reviewers.