This book read like a rare treasure, brimming with so many quotable lines I hardly know how to do it justice without copying half the volume here.
To me the main strength of the first book was the writing and the world building. Both the plot and the characters felt a little fuzzy, hazy there, enticing the eyes with something exciting but I couldn’t really make out the exact contours of them. I couldn’t really tell exactly what I was seeing, what was truly happening. Like a mirage shimmering in the distance.
But in this second book? Boy, we have most definitely arrived! And the mirage turned out to be not only real but even more impressive than the first glimpses suggested. Not wanting to include spoilers, I’m not going to say much about the plot, only that it gathered strength like a coming storm, satisfyingly setting the stage for the third volume. We also delve deeper into the main characters’ backgrounds, gaining a better understanding and appreciation for their qualities, complex personalities, and actions.
Given the craftsmanship, I was already floored by the fact that By Blood, By Salt was the author’s first book, but I feel that in A Haunt For Jackals her skills dazzle even more. As is often the case with second books, A Haunt For Jackals feels more confident. Odom fearlessly showcases her inspiring talent, leaving this fellow newbie author to stare open-mouthed with eyes glued to the page, trying to keep up while taking it all in. Things that especially stood out in terms of the writing:
The beauty of the prose is spectacular, just as it was in the first book.
“You were stitched into darkness from birth. You’ll never get out.”
“Riada’s mind was a torrent, and it was always with great difficulty that he had to wait for others to climb to the conclusions he had long since reached.”
“Her voice was cold and pelting, like winter rain.”
Odom also has a great talent for what I’d call little gems of stories within the main story. Which is to describe stories told in just a paragraph or two that still manage to move the reader, especially when they involve a character we already know a little about.
“In the fourth week, the Sahr watched Mali treat a scorpion sting, and called her something for the first time. She had never used Mali’s actual name. Not once. This time she called Mali, Taya. Mali asked widely, but never discovered the exact meaning of the word only that it was not Trekoan or Makarish. It was, she suspected, the Sahr’s native tongue. But the Sahr used it like a title. A profession. A purpose. Others began to call her Taya as well. “You think your arm is broken? Go get the Taya. Taya Mali.” And she felt joy and belonging in that vile Sahr devil’s word. She would not relinquish it for her life.”
Another thing I noticed is how fully the characters live in the present moment. (An enviable ability!) They all observe each other carefully down to the smallest changes in body language, or tone of voice and remember these observations.
In real life most people tend to pay very little attention to others and are only aware of their own reactions and feelings in a conversation, even if that. Many go through emotions without actually being aware of how they feel and why, their answers and reactions flowing through them without triggering awareness, while in these books conversations are often as carefully thought out and executed as swordplay. This in my opinion lends the characters an extra layer of intelligence and impresses the reader further. Eventually I came to think of it as a hallmark of the series’ style. Like in the musketeers books and movies, where duels are peppered with witty observations and elegant banter, as if the characters were enjoying afternoon tea rather than fighting for their lives. Or like how in martial art movies even the least important side-characters could kick your arse in less than sixty seconds. Here this intelligent awareness and the speculative dialogues are the core superpowers.
And finally, something that was apparent in the first book already, but maybe even more noticeable here. The author’s passion and understanding of the power of words and languages shines through the pages with the force of genuine magic. It’s love in its purest form, which leaves no reader untouched. I was very impressed by the first book, but I think I enjoyed this even more. When the third book comes out, I’ll be on it like a hawk.