I wanted to love this book. I love David Gaughran's blog and have read it off and on for years, so I know that he is a good writer.
After the first few pages, I thought "well, maybe this was just a sort of preface, and it will get better as it goes." But, it just didn't.
This book has lots of good reviews -- clearly other people enjoyed it. I read about a book per week most of the time. Reading is my escape from the day to day grind and offers a tiny, mini-vacation every day. I found myself avoiding reading this book. I actually found ways to procrastinate in order to avoid reading. That's very unusual.
So, it sat on my Kindle app for several months, and now and then I would read a page or two before falling asleep at night. Since I review everything I read, I feel it's only fair to finish everything. How can one try to be at all objective without finishing? This book made me feel guilty.
I have given quite a bit of thought as to why I struggled so much with this one, and have chosen to write a review even though I didn't finish it. First, here's what it's about: a guy named Lee Christmas, who was an actual person (I didn't know this until I read some other reviews). Lee is basically no good. He starts out okay, but then turns into a drunkard. Drunkards can be lovable, but Lee wasn't. At least, I didn't love him.
He works hard to win the love of his childhood sweetheart, they marry, have three kids, he's doing pretty well working at the railroad. He gets drunk, crashes a train, finds out he's colorblind, loses his job, gets even drunker, and loses his wife. There's also a bit of a plot about how he wants to get involved in politics, but as usual, his drunkenness messes with his plans.
Then, having lost his love and being weak, he drifts away to Honduras. He remains a dissolute drunkard, his wife divorces him, he marries another woman, I think has a few more children, but can't remember, and is generally not at all admirable.
Then, he hooks up with some rebels and seems to find his calling as a "soldier."
Here's why I didn't finish:
- Nothing about Lee Christmas appealed to me at all.He's just a crappy man. Selfish. Drunk. Pathetic.
- Although there is some dialog, the story is mostly "telling" rather than "showing." I hate the tired advice to writers to "show, don't tell," because it is so often given when the critic can't think of anything else to say. But I think it is applicable here. I think it's the reason I didn't care about Lee Christmas. The story is revealed through long passages of text: "Lee did this, then he did that, then he went here and did this."
- For me, as a reader, plot is often secondary to character. That's not true of all readers, but it is for me. I like good characters -- the ones that reflect the good and bad bits of human nature, that are complex and have intricate motivations. Since Lee Christmas was a real person, he clearly had some good and some bad. But I just loathed him. It's hard to read about a character you loathe.
- It seemed like the relationships were just barely there. There's a whole lot of time spent in the beginning of the book establishing the fact that Lee loves his first wife. But then, we see very little of their relationship. We know that she loves him, and tries really hard to hold the marriage together. But we have no idea WHY. Is he sweet to her? Does he make her laugh? Is he kind and gentle with his children? (I can't recall a single passage describing Lee with his children. There may have been some, but I can't remember them.) Along the same lines, we know that Lee loves his wife, but there's no indication of why. She's pretty. But is she smart? Does she make him feel special? This is true for all of the characters Lee meets. The meet. They talk. Stuff happens. But it's like we just observe without speculating on the personal motivations of the participants.
All of that combined to make this book really difficult for me to read. I thought that maybe I was just being unfair and going through a phase where I didn't feel like reading (unusual, but it does happen every once in a long while). We had to take a long car trip last week, though, and I always read in the car. I started another book just to see if it was me or Lee. I read the other book (The Dangerous Thaw of Etta Capstone) beginning to end in about 48 hours, giving me reason to think it was Lee.
In the end, I've decided to not finish Mercenary. The book has plenty of good reviews, so I hope that no one takes this one too seriously. Apologies to David Gaughran -- it seems harsh to write a negative review without finishing, but there are lots of books waiting in my Kindle app and it's time for me to move on.