Unfortunately, though, Deitz seems to have misunderstood the appeal of the first book. The result is that Fireshaper's Doom spends far too much time among the rather boring gods of faerie, and nowhere near enough time with the kids in Georgia. After ten billion celtic fantasies, it's Georgia that feels exotic and fascinating, while the sidhe are as thin as a worn-out sock. It's as if Homer, in writing the Iliad, had virtually ignored the Greeks and spent al his time showing us the conversations of the gods. Even the Bible only brings in supernatural beings for a few hot special-effects scenes.
Good stories are about real people.
And since I'm not a real reviewer, but merely a recommender of books, I will perform my humble function, and gladly recommend them both. And as I sat there in the theatre with my cliche beeper going off every fourteen seconds, I couldn't help but admit I was having a good time. My daughter was disconsolate when the midwife died. But the book. Ah, yes, the novelization.