First Impact: THE FIRE LOTUS (First Page) by Renee Ahdieh

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This week we have the first page for THE FIRE LOTUS, the YA urban fantasy from Renee Ahdieh, whose query we critiqued last weekMy overall thoughts are at the end. As always, this is all just my opinion. Your mileage may vary.

First Page
The storm was closing in on the family of five.

Not sure why this paragraph is
separated from the previous one.
In the distance, a grumble of thunder gave a final warning.

“Hurry! Wrap everything up!” the mother urged.

I'm used to YA being 3rd-person
limited, so this detached viewpoint
threw me.
Two teenaged girls packed away the remnants of a picnic. Their father discarded the trash while their mother shook a blanket in the air to dislodge the lingering crumbs from its surface.

“Please, don’t throw away the silverware, Jia!”

“I won’t, Mom!” Jia yelled. Under her breath, she added, “Chill out,” she continued under her breath.

“Where’s your brother?”

Jia shrugged and started lugging a cooler towards the parking lot. Droplets of rain began to splash on the hot asphalt. Wisps of coiling steam rose in their wake.

Tolls? The thunder?
The echoing tolls rolled closer as grey clouds swirled above and the horizon hissed with a charge of menace. Wet moss and bitter earth perfumed the air, leaving behind a metallic tang as an afterthought.

“Quick! Use ‘ominous’ in a sentence!” Jia joked to her sister Minar.

“Such a Nerd Queen. Help me with this friggin’ basket or I will go ominous on you.”

“Yeah, not quite, Mini. It just lacks that sense of impending doom,” Jia said with a chuckle. “By the way, have you seen Daniel?”

“I saw him a few minutes ago; behind that big tree over there. He was still practicing with his bow and arrows.”

Jia sighed and held up her right fist. Minar mirrored the gesture without a word.

One, two, three . . . shoot.

Minar’s rock smashed with triumph into Jia’s scissors.

“Yeah, buddy. I guess fortune does favor the—what was it? The bold?” Minar teased.

Mirth, even though she lost?
“In this case, I think you mean ‘the wicked.’ As in, downright twisted.” Jia’s green eyes sparkled with mirth.

“You wish.”

Mindful of their mother’s ever-watchful gaze, Jia quickly gave her twin the finger before traipsing the distance to the large oak tree.


Adam's Thoughts
For me, the main problem I have here is I don't feel connected to Jia at all. I think you did a great job making the scene feel ominous (and I think I like that you even lampshade it in the dialog (warning: TV Tropes link)), and I thought the dialog between Jia and Minar was fun. But I didn't understand why Jia was so flippant about a threatening situation.

For me, part of the problem is understanding what point of view we're in. I'm used to YA being 3rd person limited, meaning we get focused attention on one character's thoughts and feelings. That doesn't mean you have to do it that way, of course, but for me, it's a little jarring that the narrator clearly feels the scene is ominous, but Jia doesn't. I kind of expect one or the other to mention that fact.

For example, if this were 3rd person limited, then we'd see the storm from Jia's point of view. Stuff along the lines of, "In the distance, a grumble of thunder gave a final warning. Jia snorted in reply."

If it were 3rd person omniscient, however, I'd expect the narrator to point out the fact that Jia either didn't know or didn't care about the threat. Something like, "Jia shrugged and started lugging a cooler towards the parking lot, oblivious to the looming storm."

So that's my advice: be aware of what POV you're using and who your narrator is (whether omniscient or in Jia's head). There's a lot of fun writing here, but foundational things like that can lost your reader's trust.

What do the rest of you guys think?

3 comments:

Matthew MacNish said...

Completely agree about the POV. The jump from the ominous weather into the sudden lighthearted conversation definitely felt jarring.

Steve MC said...

With you on the POV.

Also, some of the writing is really evocative, like, "The echoing tolls rolled closer as grey clouds swirled above and the horizon hissed with a charge of menace."

But the next line is a little too flowery: "Wet moss and bitter earth perfumed the air, leaving behind a metallic tang as an afterthought." Great for a romantic scene or poetry, but maybe not here.

Also, there's places that can be trimmed, like instead of "oak tree," you can just say "oak," and instead of "their mother shook a blanket in the air to dislodge the lingering crumbs from its surface," you can just say, "their mother shook a blanket," since we all know why she's doing it.

Finally, I like how the ominous line in the dialogue characterizes them, but it does seem out of place for this scene.

KayC said...

I apologize for being blunt - but if I hadn't read the query I would be wondering where this was going and hoping it was going to get more interesting pretty quickly. You have a family packing up a picnic with a storm rolling in. Then you pad it out with mundane things like shaking out the blanket, getting rid of the trash, wondering where the brother is and 'don't throw out the silverware' (what is the relevance of the silverware??). Sorry, but there is nothing on the first page to entice me to read on.

My suggestion would be to get to the 'dying' much quicker. If you want to build upon the relationship between the siblings (which I'm assuming is what the banter is about) then it could be build in as memories and something Jia misses later on. On the first page it isn't enough to encourage me to turn the page.