Wearing the Lion, by John Wiswell (DAW)
I requested an ARC of Wearing the Lion, by John
Wiswell from NetGalley because I loved his novel, Someone You Can Build a
Nest In, a tour-de-force queer heart-story told by a murderous but
ultimately sympathetic monster. Wearing the Lion is Wiswell’s retelling
of the Hercules mythos, the title being a reference to the ferocious Nemean
Lion, one of the “labors of Hercules.” It’s told in alternating points of view,
primarily the goddess Hera and Hercules himself. The opening is awesome, every
bit as captivating as Someone You Can Build a Nest In. Hera is anything
but divine; she’s petty, spiteful, and thoughtless in how she uses her powers,
so fuming mad at her “dipshit husband” (the ever-absent, ever-promiscuous Zeus)
that she never gives a thought who might be hurt in the process of lashing out
at him. Hercules is just the opposite—compassionate, sensitive, earnest, and
devoted to his goddess and his family. By the time he encounters the Lion, I
was thoroughly enchanted with him. What does he do, when tasked with conquering
(aka, slaying) the beast? He cuddles the Lion until it purrs contentedly and
falls asleep in his arms. (Yes, I know that lions can’t purr, but it’s superb
storytelling.) What he does with the creatures from the subsequent tasks is
equally unexpected and delightful. I love the message that heroism does not
mean brutality; it can also be kindness and the ability to see into the heart
and spirit of even a hideous creature.
As the story progressed, however, my sympathy for Hera plummeted
as much as my admiration for Hercules increased. Her spitefulness and resentment
of Hercules’s devotion lead to a horrible tragedy, one that all but breaks
Hercules as all his trials could not. In a dawning moment of responsibility, Hera
first tries to hide her part and then attempts to destroy Hercules before he
can discover the truth. By this time, however, I disliked her so much, I did
not care what happened to her and I absolutely did not want to spent another moment
in her point of view. Ultimately, Wiswell weaves the two stories together into
a tale of the families we create, a lofty goal. For me, however, the resolution
came too little, too late. All I wanted was a time machine for Hercules to go
back before his devastating losses or, failing that, for him to find true comfort,
self-forgiveness, and healing.
I applaud Wiswell for tackling this story in such an
ambitious and creative way, even if Hera’s part did not work for me. He’s a
marvelous, wildly talented author worth reading. I look forward to his next.

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