The only catch is that Marsh must agree to not pry into York’s private affairs (York openly said he would lie if pressed), and that York reserves veto power on where the steamboat goes, where she stops, and who she picks up on her runs. What’s not to like about the idea of the existence of a creature that straddles the line between fear and attraction, life and death, and (from a genre standpoint) horror and fantasy?įevre Dream tells the story of Abner Marsh, a down-on-his-luck steamboat captain who was approached by a mysterious, cultured and wealthy stranger named Joshua York who wished to invest Captain Marsh’s steamboat company, and fund the building of a superlative brand new vessel that would put any ship on the Mississippi to shame. Whenever these bloodsucking revenants appear in novels I read like China Miéville’s The Scar, Jim Butcher’s Dresden Files, or Max Gladstone’s Craft Sequence, I always enjoyed them being woven into the ecology of those worlds alongside a whole host of other supernatural things. I did read the first Twilight book, and it wouldn’t be difficult for anyone to extrapolate my feelings towards it from the fact that I only read the one. I have read Elizabeth Kostova’s The Historian (and loved it), but I have not read Bram Stoker’s Dracula, nor any of Anne Rice’s books, which is an industry unto itself. Vampire fiction is one of those subgenres I have no strong feelings for, and as a result, I have read very few vampire-centric works. Martin’s 1982 novel Fevre Dream struck the mad libs jackpot for me when it paired “steamboats” with “vampires”.
I am a sucker for novelty, and I can often be persuaded to pick up a book-any book-if you mash enough interesting words together. Any of them would be as we are, given the choice.
We are the lords of this earth, and that is our heritage. We shall live it, and drink of their lives, and savor the blood.
And we shall take their creations, use them, destroy them if we choose. Let the cattle create - life, beauty, what you will.
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