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A tale of contention over love and money - among dragons. Jo Walton returns with a very different kind of fantasy story: the tale of a family dealing with the death of their father, of a son who goes to law for his inheritance, a son who agonizes over his father's deathbed confession, a daughter who falls in love, a daughter who becomes involved in the abolition movement, and a daughter sacrificing herself for her husband. Except that everyone in the story is a dragon, red in tooth and claw. Here is a world of politics and train stations, of churchmen and family retainers, of courtship and country houses ... in which, on the death of an elder, family members gather to eat the body of the deceased. In which society's high-and-mighty members avail themselves of the privilege of killing and eating the weaker children, which they do with ceremony and relish, growing stronger thereby.… (more)
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The Dignified Bon Agornin lies dying on his hoard of gold. A rather smaller hoard of gold than he would have liked to leave, as the entry of Penn Agornin, his elder son, into the church had been expensive, and a large dowry had been demanded on the marriage of his eldest daughter, Berend, to the richer and more powerful dragon, the Illustrious Daverak. But to compensate his three younger children, his son Avan and his younger daughters Haner and Selandra, Bon Agornin intends that they should eat the larger part of his body after he is dead. After all, dragons must have dragon flesh or else how will they grow? And an important Illustrious Lord like Daverak has plenty of weakling dragonets on his estates that the Church teaches must be weeded out, so surely he will not expect more than a token bite of his father-in-law's body. But Daverak does not see it like that and together with his wife and children he consumes most of the body, leaving Bon Agornin's three remaining children to share what is left. Dragon flesh can be the difference between life and death to an up and coming dragon like Avan, so he decides to launch a lawsuit against Daverak on behalf of himself and his sisters, to get his rights. But how can the Blessed Penn Agornin testify to his Father's last words, when to do so would mean that he had to disclose the shocking fact that his father had asked him to hear his confession, a rite strictly forbidden by the church, and that in that confession he had admitted the almost as shocking crime of eating his own brother and sister, when they were not even ailing ... And with very small dowries, and their father now dead, how will Selandra and Haner ever make successful marriages,
It was the whole world of the dragons that I loved, a world essentially governed by a hereditary aristocracy, where a self-made dragon such as Bon Agornin, is looked down upon by those of higher rank. But it is a world that is changing with the introduction of the railways, and radical ideas about freedom for all dragons being whispered. The way in which Walton has created a society governed on the one hand by rank and privilege and etiquette, and on the other with the underlying need of the dragons to eat each other! Highly recommended to all fantasy lovers.
Oh, did I mention that these are all dragons? Yeah.
Review: I'm sure Jane Austen would never have predicted the recent rash of Austenophilic sequels and retellings and spin-off novels, and I'm very sure that she would never have predicted one with dragons as protagonists. I certainly read the blurb on the back that called Tooth and Claw "the Pride and Prejudice of the dragon world" with raised eyebrows. But, to my great surprise, it totally worked. In fact, Walton makes traditional dragon lore fit into Victorian society conventions so well that I can't believe that no one had ever done it before.
This novel was a little slow to start, but by the end it wound up completely charming me. In truth, the slow beginning is probably more my fault than the book's, and might even be considered a strength rather than a weakness. Tooth and Claw is a Victorian novel not only in plot, but also in writing style, and it's done quite effectively. However, Victorian language has a hard time making it from my eyes to my brain (which is why I tend to listen to the classics on audiobook rather than read them), so it took me a while to get accustomed to the flow and pace of the writing, and that kept me at arm's distance from the story for a while. However, Walton builds her world and her characters so deftly that before too long I was totally engrossed.
One of the things that I particularly enjoyed about this book was how it simultaneously managed to sweep me up in the story, while never letting me forget that it was about dragons. I'd be reading along, totally caught up in battles over inheritance, and deathbed confessions, and romances between those from totally different stations in life, just as you would expect from any Victorian novel, and then I'd remember that the inheritance in question was the right of children to eat their deceased father, and the absurdity of the whole thing would catch up with me, and I'd start giggling uncontrollably. I think Walton was well aware of that contrast, and used it to great advantage; playing up the humor and dropping in the occasional sly narrative aside to let us know that she was laughing with us.
The only weak point I noticed was that a few of the characters were less developed than others. In a book with this large of a cast, that's only to be expected, but I would have happily have read a longer book that had given everyone their full time to shine. Other than that, the multiple storylines were handled well; I thought each was compelling enough that switching between them never made me lose interest. Overall, although this book took a while to fully capture my attention, I enjoyed it immensely, and am so glad I stuck with it. 4.5 out of 5 stars.
Recommendation: The obvious recommendation is that people who like Naomi Novik's books will almost certainly like this one, and vice-versa. I think fans of Patricia C. Wrede & Caroline Stevermer's style of historical fantasy will also get a kick out of Tooth and Claw. But actually, I'd even recommend this to Austen fans who don't normally read fantasy... you might be surprised how well dragons fit into the Victorian world.
Oh, did I mention that they are all dragons?
I just loved this book. The world is well-described without being over-explained, and the fact that all of the characters are dragons is not in any way superfluous. I am impressed at the author's range, as well as her ability to meld the style of the nineteenth-century novel with the trappings of high fantasy. This is the second book I've read by Jo Walton, but I'm sure it will not be the last.
A dying father calls his family to his side. One son, a parson, hears his father’s final confession, a practice no longer held by the church he belongs to but
Can I just tell you how much I loved this book? I loved this book. I’ve said it and can’t, and won’t, take it back. Really, you must read this. It might seem like a simple story of families and inheritance but it’s filled with so much more. Class prejudices, elements of slavery and an abolitionist movement, loss, love, treasure (we’re talking dragons here), and manners. There’s a slight Austen feel to the manners --- hats, hearts, dowries, and titles --- and it’s all lovely. Then you get to throw in scales, claws, tails, and wings and you have something so very wonderful in the end.
I keep thinking that I’m hung up on the fact that this story is about dragons. It’s more than just the dragons though and at times I forgot I was reading about a family of dragons until a claw came out to remind me. I love the feel of the story --- somewhat Victorian --- the family politics, brothers, sisters, in-laws, and the intertwining and unraveling of their lives after the death of a beloved father. The addition of the cannibalistic nature of dragons (gently-born dragons eat their parents) and the social aspects that play into all of that bring so much to a story that is simple on its face but has so much depth. I adored the morals of the society. It was fascinating and I wish there had been so much more of it. There are hints of treasure and old religions but nothing is explained in detail but I wanted it to be because I wanted every single bit of the story I could have and more. It was a very rich story for all that it was about dragons fighting over gold and dragon flesh.
This review was difficult to write as you might have gathered from the rambling gushiness of it. What I wanted to write over and over again was, “Just read this. It’s great,” but that seems inadequate. If you’re looking for something different, something that will keep you entranced, then read Tooth and Claw. Oh hell, I’ll say it. Read it. It’s great.
Kind of Pride and Prejudice or another regency period book - only they're all dragons.
This book ended up being a lot of fun, but it took some time to grow on me. I must admit, I had my feminist defenses up with the author's note in the acknowledgements that, "This novel is the result of wondering what a world would be like
And folks, be warned, because pretty early on there's a scene of, essentially, sexual assault. Female dragons "blush" when they get flustered in a male's presence, especially if that male is touching them--and the flustering doesn't have to be in the pleasant, warm-and-fuzzy way. This is not Victorian, this is absolutely horrifying--the thought that your life could be over because of a single unwanted social interaction. Imagine if Elizabeth Bennet had been forced to marry George Wickham just because she enjoyed his company. Well, guess that wouldn't have happened, because he'd have been married off to Georgiana Darcy, regardless of her "actual" virginity. What a nightmare!
Once the Agornin children have headed their separate ways after their father's funeral, that's when world building really kicks in. It's remarkable how little information there is in the first chapters. It takes quite a bit of time to learn that hats are, apparently, a really big deal--you'd think that would have been mentioned sooner? Oh, and dragons live in caves. Okay, but how does that work for manor houses? Cities? I didn't know until close to the end that cities had buildings above the ground at all--until then I'd been imagining them that way because I had nothing else to go on.
Basically, I wish that the whole book had the strength of, say, the middle. The details of world building take too long to put into place, considering that the reader has no real starting point. Are we supposed to imagine these dragons wearing clothes? Do servants polish banisters?
I say all this, but I really got into the book once it got going, once the unfortunately necessary foundation at the funeral that could have been described a great deal better is built. Then the characters are great, the dragon legal system is interesting, and the mystery of the slowly identifiable Yarges surfaces every so often.
For a novel modeled on a Victorian novel, it's great--a wonderfully complex Dickensian plot, unbearable Austenian relatives, and blossoming Hardyesque social awareness. Deaths are handled with Brotesque efficiency and the dastardly villain gets his comeuppance.
I get the sense (or perhaps I just hope) that the fact that some female dragons do hunt with spears means that there's an opening for an eventual women's rights movement. Just because the author went out of their way to create a world in which women are as inferior as they were believed to be in the 1800s doesn't mean I'm going to roll over and accept it!
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p 18: Parsons should walk, all the time, even when inconvenient, and this Frelt diligently did. He wished he had someone with him to be impressed, or someone waiting for him at home to bring him a drink and admire his fortitude and exclaim over the distance he had walked. A wife.
Ah, the parody of religiosity. At least we have Penn, so we can enjoy Frelt's less-than-sincere piety for the satire that it is.
p 76: "I don't think you realize how different it is for me than for you. You can make your way by your own wits and claws, while I must always be dependent on some male to protect me. Wits I may have, but claws I am without, and while hands are useful for writing and fine work they are no use in battle."
An example of internal inconsistency, since the Yarge have clearly demonstrated that one does not need size and claws to be lethal. But I did appreciate Hanar calling Avan out here--so often men don't understand what it is women go through, overlooking intersectional factors like racism and religious discrimination almost willfully. Avan will have seen female dragons every day that are smaller and not equipped for battle, and depended on his own size to get his way, and yet he still doesn't think of the trouble that his case will case his sisters until they sit down and walk him through it.
p 107: "You know I don't approve of female hunting," Penn said. "If Veld had meant them to hunt, he would have given them claws."
"Do you think they starved in the days before the Conquest?" Sher asked, heatedly, for this was a matter on which he had decided opinions. "Some of the best hunters in Tiamath are female...! It was weapons that drove off the Yarge after the Conquest, after our bare claws proved insufficient."
So interesting how this nugget of information isn't applied in everyday life. There are females, there are peasants, all of them significantly smaller than the well-to-do males. I get the sense that it's only a matter of time until a peasant uprising.
p 157: I was glad to see this side of Berend. It's all too easy in Victorian novels (in much media these days, actually) to villainize the woman who's just trying to make her way in the messed up world she lives in. She's seen as lesser because she works with the system instead of bucking it. No, that doesn't make what Berend says any less horrifying, but she deserves a bit of sympathy and consideration.
p 169: Some thought, and Gelener said, that there should have been four beasts, to allow them each a quarter. They made do with what they had, and found hunger a very pleasant spice.
Spoken like a true upper-class party. Good grief!
p 230: "If you could love Sher, it's your duty to marry him and make him happy."
Ugh, gag me. No one has a duty to love someone, with very few exceptions.
p 259: Loved Selendra's Lizzie Bennet moment with Sher's mother. Reminded me of our discussions about whether Elizabeth really loved Mr. Darcy or whether she just realized what a good match it was and how satisfying it would be to defy all expectations.
p 264: Much as I like Selendra's Lizzie Bennet qualities, I also really like the moments that make her so different: the narrative admissions of love and affection. Oh, and, "Sher did not take advantage to press her further at that time, although she would no longer have desired to be capable of stopping him"? Yeah. Sher's a keeper, for sure.
p 288: Just as Berend had her moment of--for lack of a better word--humanity, so does Sher's mother. She's clearly set up as a roadblock, but she's like Catherine de Burgh: you laugh at her as much as you dislike her. Except that instead of just threatening never to speak to her again, Sher threatens to serve her for dinner--and it's a very real threat! I'm going treat characters as people for a moment, because I very much want to believe that this is Sher's Avan moment of not realizing how different life is for him, as a male, and for his mother, as a female. I don't want to believe that a character otherwise so surprisingly nice for his station would actually be made to make that threat casually if they were fully aware of its implications. Avan's moment earlier gives me hope.
p 322: "I never wanted to be protected, not by you. We were partners ... That's what I want now, not to be a wife like a thing, to be owned by you, I want to go on being your partner, to make my own decisions."
"It's almost as if I'd be your wife," [he] said, hesitant.
"Why not? Partnership. Two wives sounds as if it would work better than two husbands."
Love this exchange! Not going to give away who it is, but I was glad that I had at least one female character come out as on top as they could have.
some of the scenes and chapters. The world building and scene setting were terrific but
Bon Agornin is the patriarch of a large family that has grown in status over the years. At the beginning of the novel his five children gather at his death bed; the stuffy married sister Berend, the religious parson Penn, twin sisters Selendra and Haner and the ambitious Avan. As the story progresses resentment about the inheritance rises between Avan and Berend’s husband. At the same time the two young sisters are beginning to be approached by suitors.
Just like the novels of Austen, Tooth and Claw explores the world of courtships and betrothals. So many of the characters were reminiscent of those in Pride and Prejudice (I mean that in a good way). Walton has a wonderful sense of humor in her book, playful poking fun and embracing the stiff social customs at the same time.
BOTTOM LINE: What fun! It’s a quick read and one that left me smiling. The final chapters are particularly satisfying.
“His mother had always warned him that one day he would want to settle down, yet he was amazed, as all dragons who are fortunate enough to live so long are amazed, that the impulse had come upon him at last.”
If Jane Austen, or maybe Charles Dickens, felt the sudden urge to write a fantasy book about dragons, this is probably what they would have written.
It has everything: daughters who need to marry, a lost inheritance, etiquette, romance, a greedy
If any of that sounds at all intriguing to you, please pick this up. It's short, charming, witty and heartwarming.
Jo Walton takes dragon lore and mythology and makes it work with the customs in Victorian society. The world building is delightful. The characters are charming. The society is, frankly, amusing. We've got lords and ladies, only they're all dragons (did I mention everyone in this book is a dragon? But they sit at tables, drink tea and travel in carriages. Just making sure, I definitely mentioned that.) and they all attempt to thrive in society either via their profession or the partner they choose to marry. They go to church, they have servants, oh and, they eat the weak and the ill to better their race. Dragon meat helps smaller dragons grow, only to eat, you must already be big and strong...and please don't forget to wear the proper hat.
I've enjoyed this read a lot and recommend it to fans of the Classics just as much as I recommend it to fantasy fans.
Yeah.
Anyway, it's Victorian social drama but everyone is a dragon. Flesh-ripping, family-eating, religious, dragons with legal systems.
And it's just as good as it sounds.
Tooth and Claw is nothing like Among Other, a completely different direction in style and story. The
"Here is a tale of a family dealing with the death of their father, a son who goes to court for his inheritance, a son who agonizes over his father's deathbed confession, a daughter who falls in love, a daughter who becomes involved in the abolition movement, and a daughter sacrificing herself for her husband."
It's so human in the kinds of troubles the dragons have to face (which makes sense since dragon culture was influenced by the Yarge), but social manners and propriety are all greatly influenced by the biology of the dragons — a young women is gold when she is a maiden, but blushes to pink when she becomes betrothed signifying her new ability to have children (it makes for some interesting new challenges when a woman is "compromised"); the length of a dragon has a strong influence on their social position; and so on. There is more, but I don't want to give too much away.
The only giant glaring negative to this novel was the fact that my edition had two pages that were bound wrong — page 19 came after page 22 (which took me a week to figure out) and another page toward the end was flipped upside down.
Otherwise, Tooth and Claw was a charming read, neatly pulling together the threads of all the character's storylines into a satisfying conclusion.
I liked the book. Its a fun read, but not very taxing.
A novel of manners à la Austen or Trollope, a novel of political intrigue, a novel of the delicate savagery of uppercrust life, a novel of custom and tradition…a novel of a sort with which we are all very familiar. Or are we? All of the characters in Jo Walton’s clever and compelling “Tooth and Claw,” you see, are dragons.