Being a sucker for decent urban-fantasy I wanted to like Chasing Embers, the debut novel from James Bennett. The central hook, an immortal Dragon, in disguised human form, living in the contemporary world, was both appealing and had a degree of originality. It was certainly a departure from the usual wizards or vampires of most urban fantasy, and I was curious to see what Bennett did with it.
The answer, unfortunately, was he just tried to do too much and too quickly, and as a result I can only consider Chasing Embers to be a crushing disappointment.
Bennett’s basic mistake from the very start is that he doesn’t really establish the boundaries of the fantasy world he’s created before he thrusts his characters and the reader into it in a headlong charge.
Good urban-fantasy takes its time to establish how the magical operates, mostly unseen, within the ‘real’ world that we all live in. Mostly this is done by starting small, with stories that may have high stakes but lack scale. This allows the characters to have room to develop, the author time to clearly establish the rules under which his hidden world operates and makes it easier for the reader to suspend their disbelief because they’re not being asked to picture a world that is outwardly different from the one they know.
Prime examples of this are the ‘Rivers of London’ novels of Ben Aaronovitch and the ‘Dresden Files’ from Jim Butcher. Both series began with novels that were relatively small scale in terms of the scope of their stories, but still exciting and engaging. They only began ramping up in terms of scope and incident once their respective alternative-universes were well established and readers were fully invested in them and willing to go along with larger, wilder and more public flights of fantasy within what was still supposed to be essentially the real world.
Bennett skips that slower, patient build-up and instead elects to dive straight into epic action sequences from the word go, starting with a sword-fight in downtown New York and proceeding on through a showdown on the Brooklyn Bridge, a supernatural clash between Dragons in the British Museum, another in the Alps and then to a final epic confrontation involving everything from ancient Gods to army tanks in the Egyptian desert.
In that regard you can’t fault him for dramatic ambition, but the problem with this ‘go large or go home’ approach is that everything about Chasing Embers feels simply too large and too overblown. With the almost continuous, Hollywood budget busting action, there’s no real chance to get to know or empathise with any of the characters. The fact that none of them is actually human, bar a token love interest who is horribly short-changed and never becomes much more than a literal damsel in distress, doesn’t help, but even when Bennett does try to inject some emotional depth into proceedings or slows events down enough to fill in some backstory, everything is done in such an overblown, breathless style that very little of it rings true.
The same can be said of the various action set-pieces. Again, not only are these recounted in an overblown style, but none of them feels remotely plausible. That may sound a strange criticism to make of a fantasy novel featuring Dragons and Faeries, but if you’re going to set your urban-fantasy series in the real world then it has to operate within a vaguely consistent and plausible set of rules. The idea that a Dragon and a Witch could battle it out on the Brooklyn Bridge in front of hundreds of witnesses, or that a Dragon could literally crash into a museum in Cairo in plain sight of thousands of people and these events, and others, could simply be dismissed as hoaxes or mass delusion is, ironically, delusional. The same goes for Bennett’s throwaway reasoning towards the end that everything that has occurred would simply slip from the public consciousness over time as true stories-turned-into-ancient-myth had previously, like the entire world was suffering from collective cognitive dissonance.
It gives the whole alternative universe Bennett has established a rather thrown together feel, which no ‘Author’s Note’ at the end trying to give it some real world context will fix. This combined with the weak character building and the hyper-active nature of the narrative make Chasing Embers a difficult book to fully engage with and render the reading experience a fundamentally unsatisfying one.