Terry Goodkind’s “Nest”

Terry Goodkind’s Sword of Truth series was the first book that made me want to go all Annie Wilkes on an author. Write faster, Terry!

When his S0T series came to an end, I literally cried. (I also cried when Spock died–in the series and in real life. But, that’s for another day.) The SoT was a masterful series, in my opinion. How can someone be so incredibly prolific and still be entertaining. Harry Potter, who? I was writing Kahlan and Richard forever in little hearts in my notebook and calling everyone Mother . . . Confessor this and working Mord Sith into cocktail conversations.

Terry is also one of the authors who made me pick up a pen–er, start tapping at the keyboard–hoping to be an acclaimed science fiction/fantasy writer when I grew up. When the series was turned into a tv series, I put my fist in the air and screamed, “No!” When he wrote the post Richard and Kahlan story after the SoT series ended, I said, “No!” and pounded . . . well, my hands are delicate so I simply griped at him and refused to buy anything else he ever wrote.

Then came “Nest,” a venture welllllll outside fantasy and into real life with just a dollop of the science fiction. The novel is solid at over four hundred pages and starts with a great opening: John has the devil chained up in the basement. I really didn’t care who the heck John was but hot-damn he had the devil in the basement. I needed details (eh, see what I did there?) so I bought the ridiculously expensive book and read and read until it was done.

My decision? This was a solid three (3) stars. It kills me to write that because I really only gave him three stars because his writing is as good as ever. But, at around 62% into the book, I just skipped to the end.

Terry–I feel I know him well after 11 books so forgive the first name familiarity–is a terrific researcher. But he has a tendency to data dump to pad the pages, and that’s what he is most guilty of here. Well, that and being a bit preachy. I get it. The world sucks right now. But, I want to escape reality–that’s why I read science fiction/fantasy instead of a critically acclaimed novel that makes me want to double-check the locks on my doors. He has always been political and preachy, but he throws subtlety on the ground, pounds its face into the dirt and made it scream uncle in this one.  It’s like he suddenly discovered the darknet and wikepedia and was in a hurry to let us know about it.

Writing this review was painful. Painful I tell you. Gosh darn it and all four letter words here. I need a strong shot of green tea with some honey. It. Is. That. Serious.

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