As I write this, dear readers, I am on the cusp of expiration due to hysterical laughter. I am setting the mood for the rest of this post, because we are going on a RIDE. This ride is everything right now. It’s everything and so much more.
To begin this show, we must take a moment to discuss my book, Plaidypus.
You know, the one where I promised Lucifer would be heavily involved along with his mish-mash of a family…? Yes, that one.
Look at that pretty heroine. Her precious little bowtie. Her lovely plaid shirt.
Here we go.
Warning: you are about to be exposed to some word vomit. Not all of the word vomit is mine.
I was minding my own business and testing a REALLY cool author tool. It’s called BookEdge. Authors, I highly recommend this tool. It’s is legit AMAZING.
The following review is the blathering of some religious fanatic who probably shouldn’t be reading fantasy if they cannot handle someone asking “What if Magic was real, ALL religions were real, and the Divines Had Come Down to Earth to Play?”
That is precisely what this series is. It’s a giant what if question about the nature of society if ALL religions were real and the Divines came to Earth to play.
ALL religions are hit in my series. ALL of them.
On second and third read through of this, I’m not actually sure if this person is aware YHWH is their god’s name. (The whole Hugh thing plays into the WHAT IF part of this being SPECULATIVE fiction, y’all. If ya ain’t caught onto that this deep in the series, ya ain’t been payin’ attention.)
But the key takeaway is that this gem of a being is totally okay with the blatant playgrounds involving OTHER religions… just not their own.
And it was that sole line, where ONLY their religion should be preserved… that has resulted in this author behaving badly moment.
Frankly spoken, perhaps this reader should use their brain to think about how the Lucifer of this world is, and how much adoration YHWH had for humanity, that He would sacrifice his first beloved son to give them the gift of true free will.
It ain’t mockin’ your religion there… but I sure am mocking the religious fanatics who cannot, for a moment, stop to think about how this is a piece of fiction addressing the question of “What if these religions were real in a world full of magic and technology?”
And frankly spoken… my version of YHWH is a far more loving, charitable, and benevolent version than the one who would cast down any and all who disagree with him for all eternity.
In my version, the casting down is only until the soul paid the price of its sins.
Some food for thought.
You can believe precisely what you want to believe. But at least try to stop and think before becoming offended… and if you allowed a piece of fiction to offend you… perhaps you need a second think.
Now that I am no longer hysterically laughing over the ignorance of this gem, I’m going to go back to work committing all forms of delicious blasphemy, knowing one thing: my books are fiction and not reality.
You know, ALTERNATIVE facts?
It’s great. It means that religious figures like YHWH can be family men once named Hugh, who got saddled with the portfolio because the previous YHWH sacrificed his very fucking existence for another.
Read that carefully: YHWH is a family man who was once named Hugh, who got saddled with the portfolio because the previous YHWH sacrificed his very fucking existence for another.
If that doesn’t ring true to the whole fucking point of the religion, I don’t know what does.
But it does require you put on your thinking cap and use it for a while.
Don’t be like this reviewer, and learn to think beyond every last offense you feel.
And to answer the last line… I absolutely could have, but why should I have? To not offend you?
I think not.
Have a nice day, reviewer… and thanks for the laughs.
I started reading a book with urban magic–shifters and vampires and zombies–thqt somehow managed to be light, funny, and engaging, despite the fact that the main character was worried about the neighbors targeting her brother. The man in the plaid shirt was likeable, as was the moose. Everything was being charming until the Devil and “God” showed up. While assigned names from Christianity, the portrayal is not consistent with any known religious understanding.
I am able to suspend disbelief to a large degree when reading fantasy but this laughable portrayal was too much for me. If you want to create your own characters or deities, fine. If you want to use ones that already exist, that’s fine too. But do not use existing ones, completely ignote/overturn their established personalities/histories and expect your readers to be okay with that–particularly without any warning.
This was particularly disturbing to me because “God” was specifically identified as “Yahweh” and the Devil as “Lucifer.”
If you want to create laughable family dynamics within a divine family, there are myriad pantheons available–or you could make your own. The “God” known as “Yahweh” is known to have been in human form as the (God) man Jesus, not as someone named Hugh who was reincarnated as a divine being.
Author, you have blown it big time. No matter how charming the rest of the story, I cannot get past this. If you cannot handle a given diety with accuracy/consistency (with existing lore/writing/common knowledge/mythology), make your own. Do not tangle your imagined musings with existing beings, suggesting that the Devil is God’s favorite son, that they get along well, that the Devil is a good guy, and that reincarnation is a default part of how they handle things. Anyone familiar with Christianity will find that this strains their ability to suspend disbelief, unless they find it hilarious– or deeply offensive.
This could have easily been a 3, 4, or 5 star book, had you not thrown in all of this–which is completely unnecessary. You could absolutely have gotten the girl and her moose to Australia some other way.