Showing posts with label what shall we read today Brain?. Show all posts
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Sunday, 1 May 2016

April round up

I spent a few weeks of April in Chicago, for the wedding of some most excellent and fabulous people. It's been five years since I've seen them and their crowd, so we spent a couple of weeks geeking out, catching up, and getting them hitched in a very heartfelt and adorable ceremony. It was absolutely lovely, and I'm so glad I could be there for it.

We also hit up the cinema a few times (Deadpool, Star Wars), saw Blue Man Group, and uh... coped with the violent food poisoning American "pudding" gave me on what should have been my last night there. On the plus side, that meant I got to spend a few extra days with everyone. On the minus side, my poor ambulance-driving friend got so worried she almost summoned her EMT friends to give me IV fluids. So that was fun.

Naturally, I was far too busy running around seeing Chicago and mucking about with lovely people to get any reading done, so... Only three books in the two weeks or so I was there, and a couple when I got home. Shortest roundup yet, GO:



Sirens edited by Ellen Datlow and Terri Windling

Stumbled across this in a thrift shop down the road from my friends' place in Chicago, shortly after I finished Snow White, Blood Red. So for 25 cents, I figured I had to buy it. It was good fun, and I was considering giving it to my friends to read after I was done... up until I read one particular story - The Eye of the Storm by Kelley Eskridge. I have fallen head over heels in love with this story for no obvious reason. Aside from the polyamory and the genderqueerness and the general explosion of LGBT+ glory all over the supposedly standard medieval fantasy setting, that is. I am only distraught that there is no novel (series, opus, canon, tie in everything) with these characters. Gyah. I kept the book. That glorious little beauty is mine, all mine.


So You Want to Be a Wizard by Diane Duane

I've been meaning to read Diane Duane for ages and not got around to any. This one, too, was in the thrift shop for 25 cents, so even though that picture above is indeed the cover I suffered through (look at it, it's hideous) I figured it was worth that much. And yes, it was good fun. I wish I'd read it fifteen years ago, when it would have captured me even more, but I still enjoyed it enough to want to read the rest of the series. Solid little middle grade fantasy.


Looking for Alaska by John Green

I feel bad about this one. I borrowed my friend's copy while I was over there, and she and her sister raved about it to me, but... Manic pixie dream girl Bridge to Terabithia been there done that sigh yawn eyeroll? I found it predictable, cliched, and trying just a little too hard to be edgy. Plus I read the special anniversary edition, with preface about how the writing of it came about, and it came across, to me, with an unfortunate lack of acknowledgement of all the YA that has come before and dealt with these subjects. It's far from the first to do what it does, and just a bit more awareness of that would have helped. Sorry, guys. This one really wasn't for me.


Between Two Thorns by Emma Newman

Slightly odd, this. It was brilliant once it got going, but took a little while (and I do mean little) to bring in Cathy, who I'd consider the main character. As soon as she was on scene, I was on board. Through Cathy, we are introduced to the Split Worlds, and the Nether which lies between them. Through Cathy, we learn just how restrictive and horrible the Nether can be. Through Cathy, we uncover more about the world and its systems, and the dastardly plots going on behind the scenes. I love her, and am heartily glad I have book two to hand...


The Fault in Our Stars by John Green

I felt so guilty about not liking Looking for Alaska that I figured I'd try John Green again, and happened to have this one lying around at home anyway. (I acquire books via osmosis and magic.) I thought this was better than Alaska, which was a relief. The characters were more engaging and less prone to existing purely to inspire the others (although that played a hefty part again). I still feel a bit like I've read this before in my early teens, but it bothered me a little less in this one. I can see why it's such a big hit, though.

Friday, 1 April 2016

March round up

This weekend just gone was Eastercon! I had thought I wasn't going to be able to go this year, unable to get the time off work, but what with being unexpectedly ejected from that, I suddenly find myself with a lot of spare time. So I guess there's a silver lining after all.

A tiny, tiny silver lining.

Still, Eastercon is always fun. This year's was in Manchester, at the Hilton in Deansgate. Odd building. Goes up twenty something floors and then decides it wasn't wide enough, so it sticks out a bit and goes up another twenty floors. Kind of like old medieval houses where they paid rent on the land, and acquired more space with every storey until you could shake hands with your neighbour across the street on the top floor (see: Shambles, in York).

Anyway, con! As I say, good fun. Lots of interesting panels, talks, and workshops. I can now write (draw?) circular Gallifreyan, and know more about privacy in Captain America: The Winter Soldier; historical accuracy in fantasy and romance; and the history of Daredevil as a character than I ever expected to. Aliette de Bodard was a fabulous guest of honour. The impromptu disco thrown together when there wasn't one on the schedule was really good fun, even if it was cut woefully short by the hotel's time limit.

Due to leaving early on Monday to catch a flight to Chicago, I had to be restrained in my book buying, despite some beautiful tables of secondhand stuff in the dealers' rooms. So I only bought... uh. I counted, but I don't remember right now. It was... one big canvas tote bag full. And the four I brought on the plane. A mere 20 something? Eheh.

So what have I been reading, in my sudden bounteous free time?


A Gathering of Shadows by V. E. Schwab

Hnnng next book now please. This series is glorious so far. So snappy, so sharp, so tightly written and diverse in characters and exciting and dangerous and beautifully magic. I love it.


Most of the Nikki Heat series by "Richard Castle" (books 2-5 at this point)

Fun to see how these parallel events in the TV show. They read like fanfic; they get the voices from the TV show right and are sneakily stuffed with in jokes as well as the standard entertaining crime novel plots. Kind of has the Lee Child effect; like book Pringles. You start with one, and somehow you just keep going until you don't have any left on hand.


Sex Criminals volume 1 by Matt Fraction and Chip Zdarsky

I think this one got hyped up to me ("Oh my god you have to read it, it's amazing!") a little too much. It was fun, sure, quirky and risque, but it wasn't the greatest thing ever to happen to graphic novels. Fine, but just not perfectly for me.


Vixen by Rosie Garland

Engagingly written, presents the history and the characters in an entertaining way. However, I have major issues with the ending. Very brief, spoilery argh on Goodreads here.


Master of the Five Magics by Lyndon Hardy

Ha, this was a lot of fun. Classic fantasy with a plot that is a thin excuse for outlining five (surprise) different magic systems and how they all connect and work within the same world. This is worldbuilding-as-plot at its height, and I love it. It delighted me and my analytical side all the way through, and I'm giddy with glee to discover there are two sequels. I can only hope they are as keen to lecture me on how magic really works as this one.


Snow White, Blood Red edited by Ellen Datlow and Terri Windling

Always hard to rate short story collections, but this set of grown up gruesome fairy tales was fun and inventive. Some better than others, of course, but if you like stories inspired by all those well known characters and tropes (and you don't mind occasionally veering into the erotic) then this is worth looking into. And part of a series, so you won't run short of wicked variations for quite a while.

Tuesday, 1 March 2016

February round up

So. Circumstances have changed since the last post. The Harry Potter night was a huge success. Games Night at the shop was getting more people than ever. The SFF section was all tidied up and doing well, with a new reviews-and-local-events display on the wall, and I was just working on what new displays to put in place. And. Uh. I'm not working for Waterstones anymore.

You can ask me what happened, but the truth is I don't know. Mid-February one day, I was summoned to the manager's office during my lunch break and told my contract was being terminated, effective immediately. They said I didn't do anything wrong, so obviously I've spent every waking minute since trying to work out what I did. I have no idea.

It broke my heart a little (a lot). I know how lucky I was to get that job, particularly with so much input on the SFF/graphic novels/board games section. How often do you get to work with the things that really interest you, after all? Wish me luck getting anything that good again; I'll need it.

The shock of that flattened me for a while, so my reading for February took a bit of a hit until I could look at my books and stop thinking about how I'd bought them to review for work, or on this customer's recommendation, or to try out for what to recommend to that regular next.

Here's what I managed in the month:



Rebel of the Sands by Alwyn Hamilton

Wild West Arabian Nights with a fierce, determined heroine. Good fun, interesting world. I really grew to like the main characters a lot as this went on, and I was actually surprised by one of the twists, which is always nice. The setting feels bigger than just the characters we meet, with a more dangerous plot going on in the background, so I'm looking forward to book two a lot.


Shaking Hands With Death by Terry Pratchett

On point as always, with bonus heartbreak now. This one's very short, being a speech Pratchett gave (via proxy) but it's eloquent and forceful, and very, justly, angry.


Tome of the Undergates by Sam Sykes

Good fun, and manages its pace surprisingly well - I was surprised when I looked back at it and considered how few scenes/locations there were for the page count - but repeated use of "orbs" and "ebon" got on my nerves a lot. Reads like a D&D campaign, which isn't a bad thing as long as that's what you're expecting. I'll probably come back for the rest later.


Maresi by Maria Turtschaninoff

It's hard to know what to say about this one. It is feminist, and it is powerful, and it is well written. I think I liked it for its otherworldly quality. But I struggled a bit with some of the plot. Not certain whether I'll come back for any sequels or not.


The Fire Sermon by Francesca Haig

Started off quite familiar and got better as it went. Still a little predictable, but fun all the same. It works from a great conceit to begin with - everyone has a twin, and only one of them is considered "perfect" and good enough for high society, but they're connected. If one dies, they both die. This twisted, glorious notion is explored and expanded throughout the book, along with hefty ideas about segregation, disability, and prejudice in many forms. Dystopian fantasy done very well.


All of Death Note by Tsugumi Ohba

Oh, the mind games in this lot. The endless, spiralling game of cat and mouse between L and Kira (and Kira and the world) is a lot of fun to watch. Death gods and magic and self righteous geniuses abound. Satisfyingly Machiavellian.


The Silver Tide by Jen Williams

A strong conclusion to the trilogy. All the action and sarcasm you'd hope for, based on the first two. Consequences from the other books, plus dinosaurs, dragons, and dark magic, gods and monsters, pirates, a dash of weird magic tech, and a touch of time travel. A properly exciting romp of swords and sorcery with a great inventive flair. I can't wait to see what Jen writes next.

Monday, 1 February 2016

January round up

I have been a very busy bookseller this last month. There's been some redecorating, events, section shuffles, and the post-Christmas tidy up. But I've still found time to cram some books down my gullet...

I'm trying to do better at keeping track of what, too. So here we go!


All five volumes of Saga by Brian K. Vaughan and Fiona Staples:

Pretty good fun. Filthy, bloody, true to its characters and building a story quickly on an intergalactic scale. On board for more.


Planetfall by Emma Newman:

Oh, wow. Yeah. Sci-fi with a soul. At times beautiful, heartbreaking, and brutal. Definitely worth the read. Really drags you into the main character and forces you to experience every agony and every fear with her. Plus, great use of 3D printing! What more could you want, right?





A Natural History of Dragons by Marie Brennan:


Nails the style (for me, anyway). Steampunky Victorian-esque travel memoir. With dragons. I do love the real madcap tales of explorers seeking out the source of the Nile or hunting for Shangri-La (while maintaining proper standards, as one must, you know) and this hits all the right notes for that. Cleverly done and very entertaining.



All the Loki: Agent of Asgard run by Al Ewing and mostly Lee Garbett:

I needed to revisit these and oops, I work in a bookshop and how did those trade paperbacks fall into my lap oh dear. This run struggled a little in the middle, where it got tied up in other concurrent stories in other Marvel comics, but when it can be its own thing and take a straight run at its own plot, it's a twisty turny glory of a yarn. I love the start, I love the end, and all the wisecracking Loki in the middle makes it worthwhile.



Starborn by Lucy Hounsom:

I think I liked this by the end. Mostly it was okay, very Eddings/Canavan/Paolini. Touches of Queen of the Tearling, Tamora Pierce... Fiesty young heroine, looming dark powers, secrets and magic and being whisked away from her little village for the fate of the world depends upon her. That kind of thing. Does that perfectly fine. Does a few things nicely differently. Falls down quite hard on the portrayal/response to sexual assault on its female characters, although these incidents are relatively minor.



The Wicked + The Divine volume 1 by Kieron Gillen and Jamie McKelvie:

Oooh, now this was fun. Such crisp art. Such a great concept. I liked this a lot. It ticks quite a few boxes for me. (Mythology? Check. Androgyny? Check. Magic? Check! Mystery? Check.) Getting hold of volume 2 sharpish.



Disclaimer by Renee Knight:

Yeah. Well. I tried to like this, I really did. But I am so very done with thrillers that hinge on punishing a woman for having a sex drive. That's basically all you need to know about this one. Sex, assault, death, misplaced anger, misogyny, contrived mystery. Yawn. Can we have a new trope for this year's thrillers please?



The City by Stella Gemmell:

Very very Gemmell. Details, details, details. Covers a really big time scale. Has a large cast of named and point-of-view characters. Does pretty darn well at making said large cast relatively even in terms of gender, and varied in terms of age. The different ideologies and attitudes that brings in are also handled quite well. I enjoyed it, once I'd got my head switched into dense, deep, gritty fantasy mode rather than the light and fast I've been favouring more recently.





The Infinite Loop by Pierrick Colinet and Elsa Charretier:

Gah, gorgeous. Love the art style, and the story is a rousing defence of freedom and equality, punctuated with time travel, paradoxes, dinosaurs, and more LGBT+ inclusion than you can shake a stick at. So obviously I loved it.




The Heir of Night by Helen Lowe:

*paroxysms of glee and delight* Argh. Yes. How do I even? This book is for me, all for me. Heroic fantasy with casual splashes of sci-fi. Classic tropes that feel fresh and necessary, not just in there for the sake of it. Speed, menace, urgency, a plot that doesn't need to kick its heels and dawdle to fill the pages. I love the characters. I love the magics. I love the world already. It's rich and varied and always a little bit deeper than you think. And the exposition is handled really well. Tales that everyone knows are just dropped in casually. Tales we need to know more of may well have been held back from our main characters for decent enough reasons, so now we get to hear them in full too.

Gyah, I loved this so hard.

I also failed dismally at joining the Rosemary and Rue readalong this month, but I am in the process of reading and loving the book, so there's that at least.

And now I must away and make robes for the Harry Potter event at the shop on Thursday...

Thursday, 31 December 2015

I'm just going to work. I may be some time

Ooh, there's been a bit of quiet on here, hasn't there? Now, what happened in February/March to distract me from here?



Oh wait. That.

So uh. Hi. I work at Waterstones now.

It's been a busy few months. I curate the sci-fi/fantasy/horror/manga/graphic novel/boardgames section at Waterstones York (aka, all the good stuff). I am a horrifying recommendation monster that appears behind people innocently reading blurbs and excitedly extols the virtues of the book they're holding and also these three over here and have they seen that there's a sequel in a couple of months they should preorder...?

It's been a lot of fun.

There have been signings. So many signings.




There have been parties.



There have been games.


There have been costumes.



And there have been conventions upon conventions and dear heavens so many books. So many.

I have taken time off, too. I went and sailed a ship to France and back for a week.

Not kidding.



But it has been hectic, and I haven't been writing much. I managed 50k for NaNoWriMo but I'm only happy with about 10k of it and it encompassed six different novels in the end. I need to get back to the writing properly, somehow. In between everything and everything else, and all the other stuff.

Been reading a heck of a lot, though, particularly for work. I have a whiteboard in the sci-fi section (and tweeted on the Waterstones York account) where people can (and do, surprisingly) vote for what I should read next, and I've been getting through at least one book a week since March.


So during 2016 I'll try to update this place a bit more regularly with those, at least. Read some spectacular stuff during 2015. Some new, some old, some I really should have read sooner...

Top 10 20? Why not. Alphabetised because I work in a bookshop okay:

One Good Dragon Deserves Another by Rachel Aaron
The Goblin Emperor by Katherine Addison
Twelve Kings by Bradley Beaulieu
The House of Shattered Wings by Aliette De Bodard
Red Rising by Pierce Brown
Kindred by Octavia Butler
The Girl With All The Gifts by M. R. Carey
Luck in the Shadows by Lynn Flewelling
Fool's Quest by Robin Hobb
The Alex Verus series by Benedict Jacka
A Thousand Nights by E. K. Johnston
The Empress Game by Rhonda Mason
The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August by Claire North
Uprooted by Naomi Novik
The Anvil of Ice by Michael Scott Rohan
The Name of the Wind by Patrick Rothfuss
A Darker Shade of Magic by V. E. Schwab
Vicious by V. E. Schwab
The Martian by Andy Weir
The Iron Ghost by Jen Williams

Honourable mentions:
Wake of Vultures by Lila Bowen
The Parasol Protectorate series by Gail Carriger
The Invisible Library by Genevieve Cogman
Empire Ascendant by Kameron Hurley
Lagoon by Nnedi Okorafor

Yeah. I enjoyed a lot of books this year. Also read a couple that I will actively discourage anyone from reading, but that seems a bit mean to single them out here.

Films and TV have been pretty awesome this year too. Predictably, I loved all the Marvel stuff, and Star Wars, and all the magnificent geekery made available to us lucky things.

My favourite glorious geek media from this year might still be Mad Max though...


Yeah, I shaved my head for that. Cosplay commitment, baby.

Oh, and uh. I have a girlfriend now. She's awesome. We're swapping geek culture at the moment and now I love FullMetal Alchemist and she loves Loki, so that's all going well. Also contributing to the hectic busy, but that's okay.

Lots of shiny to look forward to in 2016. Here's hoping it's a good one for all of us!

Wednesday, 9 April 2014

My brain is tired

In amongst all the cleaning, tidying, washing up, etc etc today, I managed to read the first 100 pages of Ann Leckie's Ancillary Justice, nominee for the Clarke Award in May. I've been seeing a lot about this one here and there, since Orbit decided to pair it with Rachel Aaron/Bach's Paradox trilogy for promotional stuff at one point. Lots of the "If you like that, try this" approach, I seem to recall. And then of course it was nominated for the Clarke Award, and it's an oddball, so it's caught a lot of attention. So I'm going in with that kind of bias, and a handful of non-spoilery reviews.

So far, there's a lot of squabbling going on in my head, between writer-me, reader-me, and LGBT/feminist-conscious-me. Between my many mes, I'm pretty sure I'm arguing both sides and the middle. I foresee another far-too-in-depth-and-yet-no-plot-spoilers sort of half review, half analysis in the future. Sorry about that. But I've got another 286 pages to go, yet. That might all change.

Four of the five other nominees arrived at the library back in York, too, today, which is a little frustrating as they'll only keep them reserved in my name for so long, and I am, naturally, in Cambridge until just after the deadline. I was hoping they'd turn up before I came down here, so I wouldn't lose two weeks of reading/reviewing, but oh well. I'm sure I'll work something out.

Anyway. People other than me tried the mini carrot cakes today and declared them tasty, so I'm quite pleased there. If I can work out cooking time, perhaps I can do a full scale one and distribute the icing more evenly that way, because whoa, these things are loaded with the stuff as it stands now. Not that I'm complaining, you understand.

I also ate spinach today for what I'm pretty sure is the first time ever, and it evidently hasn't poisoned me, so that's a plus too.

Tuesday, 1 April 2014

Honour's Knight (spoiler free)

(Yes, that is the American cover, but so was the copy I read, so shush.)

Book: Honour's Knight (Book 2 of the Paradox trilogy)
Author: Rachel Bach (Rachel Aaron in disguise! Also, @Rachel_Aaron on Twitter)

Okay, this is BOOK TWO. Are we clear on that? I've tried not to include spoilers for either book one or two, and though that's quite tricky I think we're all clear. I've checked through a couple of times. This is a long post though, so if you're short on time or interest you can scroll to the bottom. I've highlighted in bold the point at which I stop babbling excitedly and summarise basic book thoughts. Otherwise, here we go.

In the interests of not spoiling book one for any of my fellow spoilerphobes, the summary for Honour's Knight shall be merely the tag-lines, not the blurb:

Devi Morris has a lot of problems. And not the the fun easy-to-shoot kind either.

Like the sound of that? Here's a little more depth:

Deviana Morris is a kickass mercenary in the far-flung gloriously space-opera future, with enough burning ambition to set the whole universe on fire and a keen awareness that life as a mercenary means she probably doesn't have much time to fulfill those ambitions. So she'll take any chance she can to get herself boosted up the career ladder into the prestigious (and dangerous) job she's really after - joining the Devastators, the most elite fighting unit in all of the colony worlds.

So a year's contract on the Glorious Fool - a ship so dangerous it's said to be cursed - seems like the perfect way to get noticed.

The Fool's crew are all oddballs; aliens and psychics and mysterious men with deep dark secrets. Devi tries to be a dutiful security guard and not dig into what doesn't concern her, far more interested in her honour and ambition than with other people's secrets, but it's another matter when those secrets start putting the lives of everyone on the ship at risk. Then things really get rolling and it's more than just the ship at risk.

While all this is going on, Devi still manages to find time to fall in love. But even that isn't simple or safe.


So. That's how it all starts.

Book One, Fortune's Pawn, crackled through some rip-roaring action sequences and steadily ramped up through small scale character development to uncovering big mysteries and taking on huge conspiracies with very little chance to stop for breath. And then it ended on a cliffhanger.

Honour's Knight opens with a prologue which is frankly horrifying, and then steps straight back in where we left off in Fortune's Pawn.

There's a helpful recap of what happened in the climax of book one, which essentially adds up to "spot the bullet holes". Reading through it elicited a lot of, "Oh, yeah, that got shot too, didn't it?" but worked very well to orientate me again, since it had been a couple of months since I read the first. Throughout the book there are a few neat recaps like this one, which is very useful, because there's a lot going on. Fortunately for us, Rachel Bach can handle the doling out of information very well, so we're never truly at sea even in flurries of double crosses, backstabbings, ulterior motives, and huge, epic, universe-sized long-term goals.

The stakes are raised again and again - every time you think things can't get more overwhelming, they do, and with a whole book left to go I have the feeling it's not even maxed out yet. This isn't done arbitrarily, though, but in keeping with everything we know, and everything we find out with Devi. The background and the worldbuilding (although worldbuilding seems too small a word for the whole universe and multiple alien species and cultures) are consistent throughout, and gain depth as we go along. All this information gets filtered through Devi's first-person narration, and while she is very intelligent she's also not a scientist, so things are translated through her understanding, without jargon or too much dwelling on intricacies for an action adventure. Generally we get everything we need to know delivered to us in a quick, clear way, so we can move on to the plot and the fight scenes.

If you do get lost, there are still those regular, crisp updates on the current situation. Devi, after all, is a soldier, so it makes perfect sense for her to be evaluating her position and considering her options and counting up her advantages whenever the ground shifts under her feet yet again. A helpful writing tactic and a nice bit of characterisation, solidly defining Devi as capable and resourceful, all in one.

And the ground shifts under Devi a lot in this one. Everybody around her (not excluding Devi, either) has their own motivation and plans, which means alliances shift and unlikely teams crop up as everybody tries to get what they want and different people's methods and aims temporarily align. This certainly keeps you on your toes when reading - as soon as you start thinking you know who are "the good guys" or "the bad guys" everything switches up again, someone else's backstory and primary motivations are revealed, and you'll find yourself on their side too.

All the major characters, then - and it's an expanding cast - are more complex than they first appear, and they all stay true to their driving forces. None of them conveniently forget what they're after to hurry the plot along. Most everyone gets pushed to their limits in this book, and it's their deepest beliefs and varying moralities that come into play, usually in completely unexpected ways.

For anyone who's read Rachel Bach's previous series (The Legend of Eli Monpress, written as Rachel Aaron - and delightful they are too) this moral murk is quite different to Eli's much clearer-cut villains. In those there was a definitive Great Evil to be fought, and some pretty clear, uncompromising definitions of what was right and wrong, usually from the dutiful Miranda. There were still characters and situations set up to explore the limits of what could be done "for the greater good", but they were resolved quite clearly one way or another.

Here, though, allies and organisations are clashing over pretty much every single issue that comes up, and even Devi with her high concepts of honour and duty has trouble arguing for moral absolutes. And there are consequences when everyone takes too long fighting over what to do next, and often worse consequences when they don't, and simply take the course of action that seems best at first, but naturally has hidden problems and unpredictable results. There's a pretty impressive body count as a result, even for books focusing on a mercenary in a high tech weaponised suit of armour dealing with forces so powerful the Death Star starts to look tame in comparison.

This also means virtually nobody comes out of this squeaky clean. Even the people trying to do the right thing don't always know what the right thing is, and most of those who think they do are happy to overlook a little collateral damage to get their way. Sometimes a lot of collateral damage. It makes for interesting reading, and it's intriguing to consider all the current options open to the characters and try to work out where things are going for book three. My money, actually, is on an entirely different option to everything that's been considered or put forward already. Something that will make readers and characters alike slap their foreheads and wonder how they managed to miss that idea when everything we needed to come up with it was laid out in all the laws of the setting and the characters' own ideals and moral codes.

That does seem to be a recurring feature of Rachel Aaron/Bach's writing, after all. There's always one more twist that she manages to keep very well masked in the build up. I was delighted with that in her Eli books, and it's come up already by the end of Honour's Knight, so I have high hopes. I like surprises.

A couple of asides, from personal interest:

One of the aspects of sci-fi and fantasy I'm particularly interested in at the moment is the portrayal of gender and LGBT+ elements. In the universe Rachel Bach has created in these books, humanity has colonised so many worlds that separate human cultures have a lot of differing technology as well as values, and there's a certain amount of culture clash and xenophobia among "Terrans" and "Paradoxians" and their various colony worlds.

And then there are multiple alien species: lizard-like xith'cal (purported to enslave and eat humans), an avian, peaceful species called aeons, and the lelgis, who generally keep to themselves and don't interact with humanity. These are introduced and explored through Devi, bringing up her preconceptions and contrasting those with other viewpoints and clearer facts about each species.

I found it intriguing that in exploring both xith'cal and aeons, gender came up as an issue. Both species are presented with a defined gender binary (clear cut male/female) and resulting roles and customs within the (fairly homogenous, it would seem) flock/hive cultures, but this fact is brought up by encountering members of each race who are gender nonconforming. This comes along with some issues about individuality and personal choices and freedom to be yourself, which ties in with... well, with everything.

Focusing on Devi herself for that, she is a soldier, trained and honour-bound to follow orders, not to think too much for herself, who now has to figure out where she stands and take the lead. She's also a tough-as-nails fighter, boiling with anger and aggression and a habit of shooting her problems. She sleeps with whoever she wants, and drinks and works out for fun. These stereotypically male character traits bring up gender nonconformity for her too - although most of the human civilisations seem to be fairly equal, there are clearly still prejudices and assumptions all over the place, cropping up in her interactions with anyone off the ship, especially if she's not wearing her armour, and even insidiously slipping into her own thoughts. When she makes an assumption about the gender of aeons she encounters based on their appearance and behaviour, a whole background of cultural norms has to lie behind that. This far-future still has issues of sexism and gender bias. Which is a little sad.

(As a small note, I was slightly sad that there isn't more outright gender equality or diversity visible among the human colonies, considering it comes up so clearly as a problem in the alien cultures. But we can't have everything, and I will gladly and gleefully settle (oh, the hardship) for a capable, rounded, intelligent, powerful female lead for now.)

Anyway, yes. The individuality idea. Devi's clearly had to fight (and fight, and fight, and fight) to carve out her own niche, to be more than just a cog in a machine. At the start of book one, we find she's willing to take a lot of risks to be who she wants to be - she's already quit, abruptly, a job everybody else thinks she should stick with, because she can't see how staying there any longer will let her be the person she should. Personal choice is raised again and again within the plot, and reinforced in so many of the characters' backgrounds that it does seem to be a running theme. The clustering and hive-mind examples cropping up are extremely plot-relevant, too, so I won't say too much more, though there's a lot of nice mirroring going on, where a major large scaled plot point is similar to a small issue raised and dealt with already. I can see a few ways this could pan out in book three, so I'm looking forward to seeing if I'm right there.

Okay, that got quite long and involved. Here's your TL;DR:

Basically, I really enjoyed this. It develops everything from the first book, without lagging or slowing the pace at all. In fact it speeds up. One problem is solved and another three are piled on. There's potential peril, mild peril, extreme peril, then oh-dear-heavens-everybody's-going-to-die-in-the-next-thirty-seconds-and-the-universe-is-doomed peril too, just when you thought you'd got extreme enough.

There are sci-fi in-jokes and references slipped sneakily in without in any way harming the plot or characters. The characters themselves are so well defined that sometimes they have a line that's just so perfect for them it's a delight to read - and wonderful to realise that we've been led to know these people well enough to spot that.

I am (clearly, she says, looking back up at the length of this rambling post) thoroughly invested in this universe and these characters, truly intrigued by the plot and eager to see where it's going, and very much looking forward to the finale in Heaven's Queen later this month.

There are still plenty of problems for Devi to shoot.

Friday, 28 March 2014

40 days: halfway. Score!

Another writing day, though interrupted by pestering cats who decided that I had much better things to be doing, like stroking them for an hour or so. They are incredibly cute, though, and it's still such a nice change to be able to touch them and not stop breathing in response (all hail antihistamines) that I can't resist.

Did a couple of little bits around the house again, including clearing as much space for Dance Central as I'm able to without getting into stuff that I really don't want to be putting in the wrong place. And Daisy has talked me into calorie counting as well to try and get back into our good clothes (and cosplay, over here). So far so good, helped by the portions of homemade meals I still had left. I am rather competitive, which is keeping me from devouring (at least all in one go) the wonderful stash of chocolate I've still got from the Christmas sales...

I swear I wasn't this food obsessed before I started a) cooking, or b) writing these blog posts. But it's actually a very good thing, honestly. One of my clearest warning signs of dipping back into the self-hatred and the dark spirals is when I have no interest in food and stop eating. Which in turn, due to lack of energy and the side effects of hunger, spirals me down further. So focusing on happy and focusing on food actually overlap much more on the Venn diagram than you might expect.

Anyway. Other stuff.

Claire tidied up her next Lavendar short story, we discussed one of the finer points on Twitter for a bit, I fired it at a couple of lovely, obliging friends who were able to give it a quick read and answer a single question for her. (They both enjoyed it, too. I do have awesome friends.)

So yes, you should probably go read the story: here.

(And the first one is here if you didn't get to that before. Tut tut!)

Saturday, 22 March 2014

The Gospel of Loki (Spoiler free)


Book: The Gospel of Loki
Author: Joanne M. Harris (@joannechocolat on Twitter)

Let's start by admitting I do love a well-done villain. Take a look at any popcorn movie or blockbuster (especially the SF/F ones) and you should see why pretty quickly. The bad guys get the best outfits, the best music, the best snappy comebacks. I could do a whole post just analysing that (and probably will at some point, remind me).

My point is, I'm already very much inclined to enjoy an entertaining devil, whichever side they're on and whether they're guilt-ridden or utterly unrepentant.

I also love mythology. All of it. I have more volumes than I can count of myths from all over the world, and as a child I loved the Old Testament half of my Illustrated Children's Bible (fire and brimstone and stuff turning to snakes all over the shop! Awesome!). I loved the Tricksters in myth most, though. Coyote, Anansi, Crow, pretty much all of the Greek or Egyptian pantheons at some point or other, let's face it (tricky lot), and, of course, Loki. They were the ones who got the stories going, who triggered events and thought their way out, rather than those who fell victim to a villain and fought their way out.

Much to my delight, Joanne Harris takes this particular trait and amplifies it in The Gospel of Loki. She's added backstory and layers to a string of episodic myths, starting with the Norse creation myth and the rise of the gods, and formed a coherent arc from them. There are forces in the background pushing everything and everyone towards Ragnarok, the apocalypse described in the original sagas. But in the foreground, pretty much every individual episode is driven by Loki trying to get what he wants, whatever that currently is (excitement, revenge, power, acclaim, more revenge, more power), from the moment he sets foot in the world. The whole thing is narrated from Loki's point of view, though, in close first person, so while it's delightful to read a character with so much agency they drive the whole book on their own, we should probably add a pinch of salt when Loki takes the credit for every key event.

That being said, Loki makes for a wonderful narrator. We know he's biased from before the word go, since Harris includes a helpful cast list as part prologue, part teaser, and this is written in Loki's voice too, listing half the traditional Norse Gods as "Not a fan" of him, among less flattering descriptions. This sets the tone for the rest of the book. Everything gets filtered through Loki's sarcasm and utter disregard for the other gods. He's keenly aware of everybody's faults and eager to point them out, focusing on the petty side of the pantheon and casting most of the gods as little more than playground bullies with too much power. He admits his own flaws as well, albeit only to the reader, with a fleeting vulnerability precisely calculated to make us just that little bit more sympathetic to his view.

The comparisons with the current Marvel films version of Loki (praise be to Tom Hiddleston) are inevitable, but let's not forget that both of these modern, savvy, witty, anarchic, charming, frustrated, vengeful versions come from the same source material, so it's not surprising they're similar. Neither suffers from comparison to the other, though Harris's Loki is probably more immediately sympathetic to more people, since we spend 400 pages inside his head and know exactly why he does what he does.

Where Harris really impressed me, though, was in her worldbuilding. She combines classic Norse legends with additions of her own devising so well that aside from the stories I clearly remember and was pleased to spot, I couldn't differentiate everything with any certainty. I'm sure she's tricked me into thinking a couple of details in the book are from the original mythology when they're actually hers. I think this is a large part of what makes The Gospel of Loki so worthwhile - it's not just a retelling of myths you can find in a lot of other places. It's a story of its own, with enough new material (quite aside from the Loki spin on everything) to be fresh and fun even for people who know the original tales. If the overarching plot is too familiar for comfort to those versed in the myths, then the details (pet names for terrifying goddesses and demons, supposed etymologies of common words, catchy soundbites of sage advice from the Trickster himself) are enough to keep your attention.

I was also astonished at her treatment of the powers and magics of the gods and other races. In the myths, magic obeys whatever rules are necessary for the current story, and there is no particular clarity or continuity in most cases. Here, though, Harris has managed to clarify and codify the multitude of powers being flung around, and even conveys all of this to the reader without it becoming confusing or resorting to huge info-dumps to get the rules straight. As a reader, I found this a relaxing change from some of the heavier, determinedly intricate magic systems I've come across. As a writer, I'm determined to read this at least twice more and work out exactly how she did it. I particularly enjoyed the fun she clearly had with Loki's Aspects, which were handled so well as to make it look effortless.

What this boils down to is a vastly entertaining fantasy that thoroughly enjoys pointing out the ridiculous parts of mythology and manages to make you root for the Trickster all the way, however much you occasionally want to shake some sense into him. It definitely ticks the Charming Rogue box, which is always a good thing as far as I'm concerned.

It even has a pretty cover. What more could you ask for?

Friday, 21 March 2014

One down, five to go

Couple of successes today, after a rocky few days. Made it into town and requested all of the Clarke Award shortlist from the library, aside from the one I've already been lent. They had none of them in stock yet at all, which is kind of a shame, especially considering the amount of buzz I've seen about a few of them, but I suppose I move in different circles to the library. In any case, the five I haven't got my hands on yet are now on order, and I hope they'll come through soon enough that I'll still have time to read and review them all before May 1st, when the winner's announced.

I picked up a couple of other books while I was there, including a steampunk short story anthology, because I've been writing those recently and am always happy to read more. Also one of the stories is by Jody Lynn Nye, and I need to read more of her stuff.

The other success was, naturally, food related (as usual). I managed to make a faux shepherd's pie (not lamb; pork - the suggestion came in of "swineherd's pie", which I like) from scratch, with no recipe. I even mixed it up a bit and made the mashed potato topping half Maris Pipers and half sweet potato, and that turned out pretty spectacularly. I'm very pleased with it all, even if it did take a long time and cause a bit of a mess in the kitchen. I'm starting to like this cooking thing, especially when it results in tasty food rather than just edible food. Focusing on something other than writing for a while is helpful, like sorbet between courses. Cleansing the palate of the brain.

Now I want ice cream. I wonder how you make that...

(Bonus: Everyone who read the title in Benicio del Toro's voice, take ten points and a nod of geeky appreciation.)

Monday, 10 March 2014

Short stories abound

So certain members of my NaNoWriMo group have got into the habit of meeting up in an online chatroom every now and then for impromptu writing sessions. It's good fun, and definitely helps get stuff done. It also leads to extremely random conversations, tangents, and typos.

One such accident of fortuitous timing led to the phrase "Lavender and the Random Acolyte" popping up, which naturally we all agreed was clearly a short story title. So we're all writing one.

Therefore, shiny thing number one today: I got to read the first of these, from our glorious leader Claire (blogging over here). And blimey, it was good. Made me laugh a lot and want more stories with her main character. It may turn up on said blog soon, in which case I will gleefully link to it. I'm looking forward to the others now (and to getting round to mine, as soon as I'm done with Tick Tock of course).

Shiny thing number two: thanks to friends yesterday I have managed to circumvent the slight issue of my laptop no longer having a working disc drive, and have finally got my copies of the two different Avengers Assemble soundtracks onto my laptop and ipod. Whoot. Must do the same with Thor and Thor 2, and then I can have Loki music whenever I so choose. (Because everything is Loki.)

Shiny(ish) thing number three: I attempted to make something approaching a roast dinner today, since I had  a big joint of pork lying around. It went pretty well. Too much salt on the carrots and potatoes, but they were soft and perfect aside from that small problem, and it has meant I am now more hydrated than I have been in months... Also, Daisy (she of Migraine Memoirs) tried the crackling from the pork joint and declared it so good it may just be my hidden talent. Shame I don't like crackling, really.

Other random assorted shiny: it was sunny again, which I always enjoy (I like being warm), I remembered to collect the recipe card I promised to pick up for a friend, and I got the kitchen briefly clean before I started on the roast.

Ah well. All that and I still managed to break 3k with Tick Tock too. Progress is still slow, but getting there.

Sunday, 9 March 2014

40 days of blogging

So in a (probably vain) vague attempt to cheer myself up and stay there, I have decided to... well, accentuate the positive, eliminate the negative, et cetera. So I'm starting Lent, a little late, and for the next forty days I'm going to try to find good, happy, fun things in each day, and blog about them to drive the point home to myself. I won't be tweeting every single blog post, so as to spam you as little as possible, but for those of you following the blog itself, I apologise in advance. Also, I will appreciate any nudges or any shiny pretty things you feel like sharing with me to give me more material. If I run out of happy, I'll just have to expand on my snippet of squee about The Gospel of Loki, and do a full post review.

Right, then. Good things about today: it was sunny, I was (most unusually) on time to go places with friends, and one of the places in question was a Vintage Fair in town. The cosplayer in me tends to take over at places like that, and I start eying up anything that looks familiar, or a little bit steampunk. Most Vintage stuff tends to aim for '50s at the moment, though, so I thought I'd be restrained. And then we walked in and I suddenly remembered I'm going to a couple of weddings this year (starting with my uncle's in May) and I've... ahem... grown out of most of my usual smart attire. Suffice it to say I found a cute little dress for an extremely reasonable price, and am pretty sure I'll be able to get into it even if I go wild in the post-Easter chocolate sales. Remind me, and I'll try to get a picture sorted, steampunk boots and all (because I can't get too girly, now, can I?).

I also got my hands on three new snazzy sci-fi books, too, thanks to awesome friends and wonderful author giveaways. I came home with: Honour's Knight by Rachel Bach (sequel to Fortune's Pawn, which I've been itching to read since I finished the first, naturally); Ancillary Justice by Ann Leckie (which I'm intrigued to read due to the interesting reviews I've seen around so far); and City of Angels by Todd McCaffrey (whose technological worldbuilding is generally top notch). So I'm keen to get on with those and will be trying to do a review post for each of them soon.

First, though, I really must finish poor old Tick Tock. If I could just get out of the treacle pits of dragging, difficult scenes and into the flow again... With all those lovely book carrots dangling ahead of me, and that March 15 deadline stick lurking behind, I'm sure I can manage to wrestle one little short story into shape, right?

Oh, and I made a full batch of perfect pancakes, too. Because if you're going to start Lent late, you have to fit pancakes in somewhere.

Thursday, 6 March 2014

Inching forwards

Current writing status:

1 short story submitted, awaiting a response (Hanith)
1 short story in progress to be submitted by March 15 (Tick Tock)
Feedback trickling in for Dryden
Plotting/signing up to April's Camp NaNoWriMo for Dryden's sequel

It's a lot of hard work to remind myself that all those points up there actually count as progress. They do, honest. Really. But I get very frustrated with the inching part of inching forwards. Especially when Dryden was mostly finished in current form within the space of 30 days. The fact that three entire months, a quarter of a year, three times the length of time it took to write the thing in the first place, have now passed since then and I'm not really any further on at all grates like you wouldn't believe. Finishing the sucker was the big hurdle, supposedly. But the longer it takes, the less confident I feel in it. There's a very good reason I submitted Hanith ASAP - given enough time, I will learn to hate everything about something I've written and never let it see the light of day again.

I'd point you to all my unfinished fanfiction if I thought you needed proof, but that could be embarrassing for us all.

Anyway. Frustration. Dissatisfaction. Cabin fever. Et cetera.

Good stuff has been happening too, though. Mostly Loki-related. Because Loki is fun, in all forms.

Re: Marvel Loki, I have acquired the big display stand for Thor 2 DVDs from my nearest supermarket, so I have Anthony Hopkins or Tom Hiddleston squinting at me wherever I stand in my bedroom. It's very pretty and frees up my bookcase for actual books, so that's a win. Also, Loki-centric Marvel comics are most amusing.

Re: non-Marvel Loki, I was given a copy of Joanne Harris's The Gospel of Loki at the last local NaNoWriMo meetup. Read it the next day. I am simultaneously giddily in love and slightly worried that my infrequent ESP (Extra-Sensory Plagiarism) has struck again, because at the current time Dryden himself is very, very Loki-esque. Ah well, at least he's in good company.

I'd do a proper review of Gospel of Loki except that there are already dozens out there that all say exactly what I would: exceedingly good fun, delightfully narrated, pleasingly interweaving the classic myths with new material, and rounding off a lightly-explained magic system with consistent rules (which is hard work with old myths!). So yes. I enjoyed that a lot.

It's the little things that help, when the big things are trapped in limbo.