To Reign in New York Age of the Apocalypse Book 1 eBook Michael B Goodwin
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About the Author
Michael B. Goodwin, author of Casca Immortal Dragon and Casca The Outlaw in Barry Sadler's legendary Eternal Mercenary series now returns with his 1st novel of his Age of the Apocalypse series.
About the Book
To Reign in New York is a harrowing journey for the survivors of an Earth horrifically transformed after a series of natural disasters, rendering the planet a devastated wasteland. Floods, droughts, freezing cold temperatures, along with biological agents wipes out millions within days, plunging the world into a new Dark Age. Civilization collapses, and those few pockets of survivors must eke out an existence in a ravaged new world, where no one knows friend from foe.
In what was once America's Big Apple, the city of Manhattan is submerged under dark, bloody waters. In this ruined metropolis, gangs vie for power amongst the upper skyscrapers that are left above the water. When the largest, most well-armed gang, led by the infamous Rainmaker, kills off Jenna's scavenger family and friends, she is left alone to fend for herself. Now, the Rainmaker is hunting down Jenna, and help comes in the strangest of ways from the outside.
Who will reign supreme in New York...?
To Reign in New York Age of the Apocalypse Book 1 eBook Michael B Goodwin
How does this book reek?How does this book, like, REALLY achieve, a dictionary-worthy definition of REEKS, as in, major league, battlefield-putrid, concentration-camp-malodorous, cap-the-landfill-forthwith smelly, open-sewer-nauseous, hold-one's-nose-I'd rather-die-than-take-another-breath AWFUL?? As in, it sucks so much one could suck a golf ball through a garden hose?
Let me count the ways.
Usually, when authors publish more than one book, they USUALLY show a steady improvement, as they gain experience. But not this time! Goodwin has demonstrated a steady DECLINE in his "writing ability"(not!) since his initial offering in the annals of Cascadom a few years ago, "Immortal Dragon" (Immoral Drag-Queen). As execrable as it was, it, and its Casca follow up a few years later, the long overdue "Outlaws" (Gay Outlaws "overdue" because Mike misses deadlines and ignores requests for alterations from his own publisher), both of those read like sterling, polished, luminous, lapidary examples of fine English literature, worthy of Winston Churchill, when compared to "To (Yellow) Reign on New York" (which, come to think of it, was something I myself did many a time too many years ago, when I drove a yellow taxicab there and had to find alleys in which to relieve myself).
Goodwin already got himself off on the wrong foot when, in his own Kindle Intro to the book, he describes how survivors of his "Water World" and "Escape from New York" survivors now had to "eek" (sic) out survival on the flooded island of Manhattan. "Eek!" indeed. That's what MICE cry! Not to mention, anyone who tries to wade their way through THIS trash!
Inside the book itself, Goodwin also commits his usual Madame Malaprop manglings of the King's Tongue by horribly mixing present and past tense together, such as in "She knew that in this city one mistake is all it takes to kill you" (and the very next sentence) "But she knows she isn't going to die alone." And then there was, "Two pirates DRUG a body over to the Rainmaker and Brother Braxx..."
This book posits a world that has undergone catastrophic Global Warming, which has raised water levels, presumably everywhere on earth. Now, the WORST that water levels can rise, if ALL the ice in the ice caps melts, is about 20 feet -- remember that factoid.
What is the cause of this horrific flooding? A comet strike (such as in "Lucifer's Hammer" by Niven & Pournelle)? A horrific nuclear exchange? Mankind itself?
Well -- yes, but indirectly. In Goodwin's cosmology, Mankind has done so much ravishing and drilling and penetrating into Mother Earth that Mother Earth Herself -- and SHE actually seems to be a living, sentient, thinking, conscious goddess, so call her "Gaea" for short -- anyway, Gaea gets good and angry, and unleashes climactic catastrophe. You name it -- hurricanes, floods, volcanoes, etc. -- she does it. (Which reminds me of a cartoon I once saw in Playboy Magazine. There're a buncha wild critters chasing a hunter. A very naked and angry Mother Nature herself is in back of them, urging them on, and the caption read, "It's not nice to fool with Mother Nature.") Anyway, Gaea opens up the foundations of the deep, to quote Genesis, and pretty soon, all low-lying lands on earth have been covered with water.
How high IS Goodwin's flood, anyway? Goodwin is -- typical for his sloppy writing -- all over the place with this. (Doesn't he ever actually READ AND REVIEW what he's written? Or is he like Omar Khayyam's moving finger of fate which, once having written, just moves on, and doesn't bother to review himself later, to see whether what he wrote later agrees with what he wrote earlier?) Early in the book, he states that the floods reach the THIRD floor of a building in Lower Manhattan. OK; not so bad; that would be about 40 feet worth of raised water levels. But elsewhere, in a building near Chinatown (Lower Manhattan, near the East River), he describes the flood as going to the TENTH floor, so now the flood is about 80 - 100 feet high. And then elsewhere, he talks about the Catskill ARCHIPELAGO, as the nearest point of dry land, as if that range of mountains has been turned into so many islands.
(By the way, if Mike only knew how I personally saved his second book from being even worse than it was, by advising changes of some of the most hideous of Mike's problems with basic story coherency and consistency. Literally, Mike SHOULD THANK me.)
I know the Catskills (and NYC) very well. The county seat of Sullivan County is Monticello NY, and it's at 1500 feet of elevation -- and the Catskills rise continually to the north and west thereafter. For the Catskills to be turned into an archipelago, the flood waters have to be a minimum 1200 feet high -- which would make his Water-Manhattan-World impossible, since that would be higher than anything in Manhattan now existing, even the Empire State Building. Mike would have no story in this case, since his story involves water activities down far below in the waterways defined by thousands of taller buildings sticking out of the water.
Goodwin describes an airship which is forced down into the drink in Manhattan because a lightning bolt from the climate's incessant thunderstorms bore through the cockpit and controls and engine and the pilot's chest; nevertheless, his comely young co-pilot, maybe all of SIX FEET above this hideous lightning strike, is somehow able to control the aircraft well enough to crash-land, despite the scene's patent absurdity. She had to hit the drink there because the nearest available land was in the "Catskill Archipelago," which is a good 100 miles from Manhattan.
Actually, if the flood only reached the 3rd or 10th floor of buildings in Lower Manhattan, she could have crash-LANDed on Riverside Drive or Broadway or Amsterdam Avenue, about 5 miles uptown, which today are all a couple of hundred feet above the Hudson River and which, according to Goodwin, SHOULD therefore have been solid and high and DRY. (But in this case he, has no story, because his whole story hinges on the co-pilot's being forced to land in the drink because the nearest dry land was in the Catskills.)
Anyway, the crew lands, and they are rescued by a Xena-style warrior-lady named Jenna who has the most amazing equipment in her Batman-like utility belt. To save herself and the 3 crew members, she takes a flare-sized tube out of a pouch in her pocket and, while the crew are holding onto her for dear life, she pushes a button and WHOOOSH! -- mirabile dictu! -- SOMETHING pops out which lifts them ALL out of harm's way!
First of all, how does Jenna have the strength to hold up about 600 - 700 lbs., minimum weight, which is how strong her grip would have to be to hang on to the tube as it's rising, like Mary Poppins' umbrella, away from the bad guys? Because she's not just floating away herself; the other 3 are hanging on for dear life. And add to that whatever g-force is involved. And WHAT IS IN THE DAMNED TUBE? A hydrogen balloon??? To lift 700 lbs., there would have to be about 60 lbs of compressed hydrogen IN the tube, plus the weight of the balloon material! How could ANYBODY this side of SUPERMAN lift such a tube? Or HOLD it as it's explosively expanding? Are there miniature rockets in the tube? And even Spiderman, with his proportional strength of a spider, would have trouble web-slinging through Manhattan with THAT kind of weight stuck in his belt!
Moreover, compressed gas IS FREEZING COLD upon expansion! Anyone who's ever used an aerosol can knows that. (In his famous Ball Four, Jim Bouton reported ballplayers having fun freezing cockroaches solid with aerosol can sprays, and then seeing how many times the roaches could thaw out, run around, and be refrozen.) Anyone holding such a tube with expanding, released gas will have instantly frozen-solid hands. While this WOULD explain how Jenna could then hang onto the tube (assuming her hands didn't shatter like crystal), it hardly does the rest of Mike's story any good at all.
I literally can more easily accept DUMBO (which this story is) being able to fly by flapping his oversized ears than I can THIS scenario!
Then Goodwin depicts the various gangs of NY being able to FLY around Manhattan sitting in the hulks of old automobiles, being LIFTED by BALLOONS! But WHAT balloon could POSSIBLY lift several gang members PLUS a METALLIC frame of an automobile? This HAS to weigh at least ONE TON. Without boring the reader with engineering calculations, suffice it to say that it would take balloons the size of the Goodyear blimp or a Zeppellin which could lift THAT kind of weight. Goodwin says that HIS gangs rode around under balloons salvaged from the Macy's Thanksgiving Day's Parade.
All I can say is, the Underdog balloon that they salvaged really MUST be as super-powered as Underdog himself for THIS to work.
And then the question is, WHERE did the gangs get the hydrogen needed to fill these ballons? Presumably, via massive hydrolysis of water. But where and how did these Luddite, technology-hating gangs get both the apparatus and ENERGY to perform the hydrolysis???
Goodwin depicts a satellite in geosynchronous orbit as having orbital decay and falling into the earth's atmosphere. BS BS BS. That kind of satellite is about 110 miles up; geosynch satellites are 23,000 miles Up There, and NEVER fall back to earth.
Take it from me; there are TONS of OTHER bloopers in this hideous story which I don't have the space to go into. Suffice it to say, I'd need a book as long as Mike's book to demolish ALL the bleep he packed into this bad comic book of a story.
And that's the biggest problem with writing this review. I once knew this lady's man who told me, his biggest problem in life was, there were too many women and not enough time. And that's my problem here. There is too much bad writing to talk about, and not enough space in this review.
If you want to be told the stories of "Water World" and "Escape from New York" and "The Gangs of New York," I suggest you go rent those movies. God knows, Mike certainly did when he "researched" this story.
Goodwin always chaffed under the control of his annoying publisher, his annoying Casca colleague, and annoying would-be editors. Well, now he's actually gone and showed us what he can do when HE is HIS own boss, and totally responsible for the output.
Mike didn't know when he had it good.
My recommendation: Unfortunately, I have only one recommendation, but it's impractical. If this were a print book, I say Yellow-RAIN on "To Reign in New York." That is to say, micturate / urinate on this book.
But how can one do that without ruining perfectly good (unlike this book) electronic equipment?
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To Reign in New York Age of the Apocalypse Book 1 eBook Michael B Goodwin Reviews
"Who the hell is this Nollet person"? Guess he doesn't write or writes in the form of reviews because what he wrote is almost as long as a book his is bashing. Anyway Mr. Goodwin I am going to keep mine short, I look forward to your books, the way you go into detail in your characters, and locations paints a perfect picture in what I am reading especially "To Reign In New York" because I grew up there. Love your work. Also bring back Casca in only the way you can do it. Love your work.
I like this book very much. I have read Michael Goodwins' last Casca book(Immortal Dragon) and I am glad he is still writing new material. When I read a book, I need to be able to get lost in that world completely to enjoy and keep reading. I felt that with Immortal Dragon and with this book "To Reign in New York". I have lived in New York my whole life and know the city well. Mr. Goodwin truly transported me into a destroyed and swamp-like New York city. I could picture the landscape(or lack of it) vividly. I could almost smell the sewage and disease ridden water encompassing the land. It created an edge to all that was happening. The characters are well built and engaging. While not a perfect read (like Casca "God of Death"), this is a very good effort. "To Reign in New York" is an enjoyable read and I would enjoy more fiction to come from this author.
Set in the (very near?) future,after earth rebells against man's mistreatment, human survival depends on strength of chacter, body and emotion. Jenna, daughter of one of these strong men and taught by him, recievs companionship from an outside source. She teaches survival to these wide eyed innocents, few of which will live. I first read this book several years ago and it's riviting characters, fast pace and an alround good story line, made me think. It continues to make me think as the nightly news shows us cascading toward the coditions preceeding this great little story. It is one of my all time favorites! A book does not have to be a great novel to be a classic. This is a classic. Well done! I WANT MORE!!! It os about time I wrote a review - DON"T MISS THIS BOOK!!!
How does this book reek?
How does this book, like, REALLY achieve, a dictionary-worthy definition of REEKS, as in, major league, battlefield-putrid, concentration-camp-malodorous, cap-the-landfill-forthwith smelly, open-sewer-nauseous, hold-one's-nose-I'd rather-die-than-take-another-breath AWFUL?? As in, it sucks so much one could suck a golf ball through a garden hose?
Let me count the ways.
Usually, when authors publish more than one book, they USUALLY show a steady improvement, as they gain experience. But not this time! Goodwin has demonstrated a steady DECLINE in his "writing ability"(not!) since his initial offering in the annals of Cascadom a few years ago, "Immortal Dragon" (Immoral Drag-Queen). As execrable as it was, it, and its Casca follow up a few years later, the long overdue "Outlaws" (Gay Outlaws "overdue" because Mike misses deadlines and ignores requests for alterations from his own publisher), both of those read like sterling, polished, luminous, lapidary examples of fine English literature, worthy of Winston Churchill, when compared to "To (Yellow) Reign on New York" (which, come to think of it, was something I myself did many a time too many years ago, when I drove a yellow taxicab there and had to find alleys in which to relieve myself).
Goodwin already got himself off on the wrong foot when, in his own Intro to the book, he describes how survivors of his "Water World" and "Escape from New York" survivors now had to "eek" (sic) out survival on the flooded island of Manhattan. "Eek!" indeed. That's what MICE cry! Not to mention, anyone who tries to wade their way through THIS trash!
Inside the book itself, Goodwin also commits his usual Madame Malaprop manglings of the King's Tongue by horribly mixing present and past tense together, such as in "She knew that in this city one mistake is all it takes to kill you" (and the very next sentence) "But she knows she isn't going to die alone." And then there was, "Two pirates DRUG a body over to the Rainmaker and Brother Braxx..."
This book posits a world that has undergone catastrophic Global Warming, which has raised water levels, presumably everywhere on earth. Now, the WORST that water levels can rise, if ALL the ice in the ice caps melts, is about 20 feet -- remember that factoid.
What is the cause of this horrific flooding? A comet strike (such as in "Lucifer's Hammer" by Niven & Pournelle)? A horrific nuclear exchange? Mankind itself?
Well -- yes, but indirectly. In Goodwin's cosmology, Mankind has done so much ravishing and drilling and penetrating into Mother Earth that Mother Earth Herself -- and SHE actually seems to be a living, sentient, thinking, conscious goddess, so call her "Gaea" for short -- anyway, Gaea gets good and angry, and unleashes climactic catastrophe. You name it -- hurricanes, floods, volcanoes, etc. -- she does it. (Which reminds me of a cartoon I once saw in Playboy Magazine. There're a buncha wild critters chasing a hunter. A very naked and angry Mother Nature herself is in back of them, urging them on, and the caption read, "It's not nice to fool with Mother Nature.") Anyway, Gaea opens up the foundations of the deep, to quote Genesis, and pretty soon, all low-lying lands on earth have been covered with water.
How high IS Goodwin's flood, anyway? Goodwin is -- typical for his sloppy writing -- all over the place with this. (Doesn't he ever actually READ AND REVIEW what he's written? Or is he like Omar Khayyam's moving finger of fate which, once having written, just moves on, and doesn't bother to review himself later, to see whether what he wrote later agrees with what he wrote earlier?) Early in the book, he states that the floods reach the THIRD floor of a building in Lower Manhattan. OK; not so bad; that would be about 40 feet worth of raised water levels. But elsewhere, in a building near Chinatown (Lower Manhattan, near the East River), he describes the flood as going to the TENTH floor, so now the flood is about 80 - 100 feet high. And then elsewhere, he talks about the Catskill ARCHIPELAGO, as the nearest point of dry land, as if that range of mountains has been turned into so many islands.
(By the way, if Mike only knew how I personally saved his second book from being even worse than it was, by advising changes of some of the most hideous of Mike's problems with basic story coherency and consistency. Literally, Mike SHOULD THANK me.)
I know the Catskills (and NYC) very well. The county seat of Sullivan County is Monticello NY, and it's at 1500 feet of elevation -- and the Catskills rise continually to the north and west thereafter. For the Catskills to be turned into an archipelago, the flood waters have to be a minimum 1200 feet high -- which would make his Water-Manhattan-World impossible, since that would be higher than anything in Manhattan now existing, even the Empire State Building. Mike would have no story in this case, since his story involves water activities down far below in the waterways defined by thousands of taller buildings sticking out of the water.
Goodwin describes an airship which is forced down into the drink in Manhattan because a lightning bolt from the climate's incessant thunderstorms bore through the cockpit and controls and engine and the pilot's chest; nevertheless, his comely young co-pilot, maybe all of SIX FEET above this hideous lightning strike, is somehow able to control the aircraft well enough to crash-land, despite the scene's patent absurdity. She had to hit the drink there because the nearest available land was in the "Catskill Archipelago," which is a good 100 miles from Manhattan.
Actually, if the flood only reached the 3rd or 10th floor of buildings in Lower Manhattan, she could have crash-LANDed on Riverside Drive or Broadway or Amsterdam Avenue, about 5 miles uptown, which today are all a couple of hundred feet above the Hudson River and which, according to Goodwin, SHOULD therefore have been solid and high and DRY. (But in this case he, has no story, because his whole story hinges on the co-pilot's being forced to land in the drink because the nearest dry land was in the Catskills.)
Anyway, the crew lands, and they are rescued by a Xena-style warrior-lady named Jenna who has the most amazing equipment in her Batman-like utility belt. To save herself and the 3 crew members, she takes a flare-sized tube out of a pouch in her pocket and, while the crew are holding onto her for dear life, she pushes a button and WHOOOSH! -- mirabile dictu! -- SOMETHING pops out which lifts them ALL out of harm's way!
First of all, how does Jenna have the strength to hold up about 600 - 700 lbs., minimum weight, which is how strong her grip would have to be to hang on to the tube as it's rising, like Mary Poppins' umbrella, away from the bad guys? Because she's not just floating away herself; the other 3 are hanging on for dear life. And add to that whatever g-force is involved. And WHAT IS IN THE DAMNED TUBE? A hydrogen balloon??? To lift 700 lbs., there would have to be about 60 lbs of compressed hydrogen IN the tube, plus the weight of the balloon material! How could ANYBODY this side of SUPERMAN lift such a tube? Or HOLD it as it's explosively expanding? Are there miniature rockets in the tube? And even Spiderman, with his proportional strength of a spider, would have trouble web-slinging through Manhattan with THAT kind of weight stuck in his belt!
Moreover, compressed gas IS FREEZING COLD upon expansion! Anyone who's ever used an aerosol can knows that. (In his famous Ball Four, Jim Bouton reported ballplayers having fun freezing cockroaches solid with aerosol can sprays, and then seeing how many times the roaches could thaw out, run around, and be refrozen.) Anyone holding such a tube with expanding, released gas will have instantly frozen-solid hands. While this WOULD explain how Jenna could then hang onto the tube (assuming her hands didn't shatter like crystal), it hardly does the rest of Mike's story any good at all.
I literally can more easily accept DUMBO (which this story is) being able to fly by flapping his oversized ears than I can THIS scenario!
Then Goodwin depicts the various gangs of NY being able to FLY around Manhattan sitting in the hulks of old automobiles, being LIFTED by BALLOONS! But WHAT balloon could POSSIBLY lift several gang members PLUS a METALLIC frame of an automobile? This HAS to weigh at least ONE TON. Without boring the reader with engineering calculations, suffice it to say that it would take balloons the size of the Goodyear blimp or a Zeppellin which could lift THAT kind of weight. Goodwin says that HIS gangs rode around under balloons salvaged from the Macy's Thanksgiving Day's Parade.
All I can say is, the Underdog balloon that they salvaged really MUST be as super-powered as Underdog himself for THIS to work.
And then the question is, WHERE did the gangs get the hydrogen needed to fill these ballons? Presumably, via massive hydrolysis of water. But where and how did these Luddite, technology-hating gangs get both the apparatus and ENERGY to perform the hydrolysis???
Goodwin depicts a satellite in geosynchronous orbit as having orbital decay and falling into the earth's atmosphere. BS BS BS. That kind of satellite is about 110 miles up; geosynch satellites are 23,000 miles Up There, and NEVER fall back to earth.
Take it from me; there are TONS of OTHER bloopers in this hideous story which I don't have the space to go into. Suffice it to say, I'd need a book as long as Mike's book to demolish ALL the bleep he packed into this bad comic book of a story.
And that's the biggest problem with writing this review. I once knew this lady's man who told me, his biggest problem in life was, there were too many women and not enough time. And that's my problem here. There is too much bad writing to talk about, and not enough space in this review.
If you want to be told the stories of "Water World" and "Escape from New York" and "The Gangs of New York," I suggest you go rent those movies. God knows, Mike certainly did when he "researched" this story.
Goodwin always chaffed under the control of his annoying publisher, his annoying Casca colleague, and annoying would-be editors. Well, now he's actually gone and showed us what he can do when HE is HIS own boss, and totally responsible for the output.
Mike didn't know when he had it good.
My recommendation Unfortunately, I have only one recommendation, but it's impractical. If this were a print book, I say Yellow-RAIN on "To Reign in New York." That is to say, micturate / urinate on this book.
But how can one do that without ruining perfectly good (unlike this book) electronic equipment?
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