Showing posts with label historical. Show all posts
Showing posts with label historical. Show all posts

Monday, September 19, 2016

Review: Rag and Bone by KJ Charles

Cover of Rag and Bone, featuring a dark-haired black man and a dirty blonde white man together against a greenish background. They both wear vaguely Victorian dress.
Review copy provided by the publisher via NetGalley.

RAG AND BONE [Amazon | Scribd] is the fifth novel set in KJ Charles’s Charm of Magpies world; however, it’s a connected story rather than a sequel to the previous books. You can read it as a standalone, though you may find yourself wishing for a touch more background on the practitioners of London if you take that route.

So far as the series chronology goes, RAG AND BONE takes place after FLIGHT OF MAGPIES and concurrently with JACKDAW. There’s the occasional non-spoilery update on where the justiciars are at with that particular problem, but you can easily read this before that.

The book is a direct sequel to “A Queer Trade,” a novella that originally appeared in the CHARMED AND DANGEROUS anthology and has since been made available as a standalone. While I wouldn’t call the original story optional, I realized the connection so far into RAG AND BONE that I decided I’d do best to read the novella after I’d finished the novel. Waiting didn’t harm my enjoyment one bit and I doubt it'll harm yours.

Background: complete. Let’s talk about the book itself.

Crispin, a young practitioner, is horrified to learn he’s unwittingly spent the last decade training as a warlock and frustrated with how difficult it is to break the habits his evil master taught him. His boyfriend, Ned, is a source of solace from the contempt he faces from London’s less diabolical magicians, but his trips to Ned’s place become considerably less restful when Ned’s neighbour spontaneously combusts. Everything about the man’s death points towards a sinister janus jug, but the justiciar who arrives on the scene can find no trace of magic either in the room or on the jug itself. Unwilling to let his friend's death become a cold case, Ned investigates while Crispin delves into a new approach to magic that could push him towards the answer--if it doesn't take him way from Ned entirely.

Tuesday, July 26, 2016

Spotlight On Serial Box

Serial fiction held a special fascination for me when I was a kid. The characters in the children's novels I gulped down were always hankering after the latest installment of their favourite serials, delivered to them via newspapers or magazines, but my own early-90s childhood offered nothing comparable. All my prose fiction came to me in book-length form.

Of course, serials did exist back then. Magazines like F&SF and ASIMOV'S published them every now and again, and general authors Steven King and Jackie Collins released thin paperbacks that were designed to form one novel when you read 'em all together. These stories weren't accessible to someone like me, though, and they remained out of my reach until ebooks came along and changed the literary landscape.

And until publishers began releasing them on the regular, to my unending delight.

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Review: The Lie Tree by Frances Hardinge

Cover of The Lie Tree. A partially peeled apple hangs from a gnarled, yellow-toned branch against a black background. The curl of peel is still attached to the apple, and the inside edge of it is etched with phrases like I love you, I forgive you, and You look beautiful.
Review copy provided by the publisher via NetGalley.

Fourteen-year-old Faith is a gifted natural scientist committed to decoding the world around her--but Faith lives in 1860s England, and girls of her social class aren’t allowed to be anything more than attractive, soft-spoken burdens on their loved ones.

When her family relocates to an island that houses an important archaeological dig, Faith sees her chance to grasp the engaged life she’s always wanted; however, tragedy and Faith’s subsequent discovery of a mysterious plant changes everything. The Lie Tree grants true visions to those who whisper potent lies to it, and Faith is certain she can use it to unravel the mystery of her family’s misfortunes and bolster her own desperate desire for more.

Assuming the lies don’t drag her under before she gets the answers she needs.

THE LIE TREE [Amazon | The Book Depository], Frances Hardinge’s latest offering, received high praise upon its UK publication last year. Now North American audiences can get their hands on it, and I’ve got four reasons you should do just that:

Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Review: Chime by Franny Billingsley

Cover of Chime, featuring a white girl with platinum blonde hair. She wears an old-fashioned black dress and reclines within a bed of twigs that seem to embrace her.
Briony Larkin is a terrible, horrible person, and she’d like you to hang her right away, please. It's only as much as she deserves.

Why? She’d rather not get into it, seeing as how it’s horribly painful, but she supposes she really should. You need to hang her, but first you’d better understand why.

CHIME [Amazon | The Book Depository | Scribd Audio] begins in the early 20th century, presumably before 1914 because nobody mentions the war. Briony is a young witch who lives in Swampsea with her parson father, her neuroatypical twin sister, Rose, and their new lodger, Eldric, whose father has decided it’d be best if his son lives with religious folk following his expulsion from university. Briony used to have a beloved stepmother, too, but she died a few months ago. The coroner ruled it suicide, but Briony is certain Stepmother was murdered.

Not that she can talk about it with anyone. Briony’s life is built of secrets. The secret of Stepmother’s death; of the terrible thing Briony did to Rose; of her relationship with the Old Ones who dwell in the swamp; of her past as a Wolf Girl; of her inability to be a real person, or to love anyone at all.

Briony isn’t a girl. Not really. She’s a witch and a monster and the cause of all her family’s woes.

Except there’s a dramatic difference between what Briony tells us about herself and what we observe in her. Part of it’s a bit of a cheat when you experience the audio instead of the prose edition, though. Had I, a first time prose reader, been charged with imagining Briony’s voice, I’d have taken her early declarations of inhumanity and used them to cast her as a flat speaker; someone who relates the truth without ever fully feeling it. I’m sure my mental delivery would’ve soon shifted in response to other textual clues, but the audiobook delivered a rather different experience. Susan Duerden’s impassioned performance immediately told me that Briony is not only an unreliable narrator (something I’d have assumed anyways, given my well-documented distrust for first person narrators), but also a possessed of deep emotional reserves.

It’s a hell of an auditory hook; a girl who claims to feel nothing, but whose voice tells us she feels everything.

Tuesday, August 4, 2015

Review: A Countess Below Stairs/The Secret Countess by Eva Ibbotson

Cover of A Countess Below Stairs, featuring the lower face and upper torso of a young white woman with curly brown hair. She wears a vaguely historical purple top and has a large emerald necklace around her throat.
Friends, there’s only one way a girl can possibly review A COUNTESS BELOW STAIRS (aka THE SECRET COUNTESS1), Eva Ibbotson’s nonmagical historical fairy tale about an impoverished Russian countess who takes a job as a chambermaid and falls in requited love with the unattainable owner of the estate at which she works.

That’s right. We’re gonna gush.

The Short, Gushy, Ungrammatical Version (also the only version)

OMG YOU GUYS this book is the best thing ever no seriously it is my FAVOURITE I know the little description up there makes it sound like an average romance but it is not IT IS PERFECT it’s one of the eight books I’ve love straight from the first word2 to the last because it is so so so beautiful the prose is staggering Eva Ibbotson has this GIFT to reach straight into any given emotion and make it manifest so you don’t just read it you FEEL it I cried my way through the whole damned thing3 with some extra-intense wretched sobbing at the end4 Anna is so wonderful like she could easily be too perfect but she’s not because you REALLY SEE why everyone loves her and you love her too and her relationship with Rupert is so understated they mean so much to one another and they connect so beautifully but it’s all between the lines5 and it’s like that with every single character Ibbotson excels at showing by telling you meet a person and suddenly you know everything about them but it’s not overkill you WANT to know these things you LOVE them except the villain Muriel you don’t love her she is a terrible horrible person who’s all ableist6 and anti-Semitic7 and totally into eugenics which everyone initially thinks is about breeding chickens because Hitler hasn’t happened yet8 but it’s not she’s trying to make a master race OMG I HATE HER SO MUCH and you will too she does wrong by the Honourable Olive and NOBODY DOES WRONG BY THE HONOURABLE OLIVE AND GETS AWAY WITH IT8 and also there are a great many Russians and I’m still so bummed I can’t go to Russia perhaps the Russians are unrealistic but whatevs I love them so I don’t care if people don’t actually react to their changes in circumstance with such aplomb9 sometimes I call Murchie Pupsik10 and the Honourable Olive gets to hold Pupsik it’s a total awwwwww moment and don’t you even get me started on that fucking ball I will start bawling right here right now so help me bawling over a ball how appropriate is that DAMN I can’t even say enough about this book so I’m not even gonna try just believe me on this okay I acknowledge it’s not perfect because of Sebastien and the maids11 but everything else about it is spot-on and I give it seven stars out of five because IT IS MY FAVOURITE BOOK PLEASE READ IT12.

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Review: Cuckoo Song by Frances Hardinge

Cover of Cuckoo Song, featuring a pasty white china doll's head with molded hair and a crack running across one green glass eye.
Review copy provided by the publisher via NetGalley.

Frances Hardinge has been on my radar for ages now. Ana, in particular, sings her praises long and loud, while the Book Smugglers have also given her highly favourable reviews. With endorsements like that, I knew I had to get my hands on her work, so when I received an opportunity to review CUCKOO SONG in advance of its North American release, I leaped to attention.

And y’all? I’m mighty glad I did.

CUCKOO SONG takes place about five years after the end of the Great War. Thirteen-year-old Tris wakes suddenly, unsure where she is or how she’s connected to the people at her bedside. Gradually, the details come back to her. These are her parents; that’s her younger sister, Pen; this is the vacation home her family has rented; and just beyond her purview is the lake where she met with a terrible accident. It’s all plausible and familiar, but it isn’t quite right, from Tris’s initial memory loss to the ravenous hunger that plagues her to the dolls that leap to life in her presence. As Tris discovers more about her condition and the accident that led to it, she comes to realize how little of what surrounds her is truly her; and of course, she has no choice but to do something about it.

Much as I have no choice but to seek out and devour all Frances Hardinge’s novels as soon as ever I can, because CUCKOO SONG is the sort of story that might come about if Diana Wynne Jones’s books got together with Elizabeth Knox’s books and produced a gorgeously creepy bookish baby, to which K.J. Parker’s novels acted as godparent.

By which I mean: the writing is fabulous, the characterization is subtle and evocative, the setting has style to spare, the story pulls no punches, and the target audience receives full credit for their ability to understand whatever the text throws at them.

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Review: Jackdaw by KJ Charles

Cover art for Jackdaw, featuring two dark-haired white men in Victorian clothing against a blue background.
Review copy provided by the publisher via NetGalley.

JACKDAW [Amazon], KJ Charles’s newest release, takes place in the same world as the author’s Charm of Magpies series, which follows a lord and his magician lover through an alternate Victorian London. Those books (beginning with THE MAGPIE LORD) are fabulous and I’d recommend you read them before this one, partly because I want you to have nice things in your life and partly because JACKDAW does contain some (mostly guessable) spoilers for the earlier books.

That said, those of you who’d rather start with JACKDAW shouldn’t have a problem doing so. The story picks up one particular thread from FLIGHT OF MAGPIES and follows it in a manner that largely divorces it from the previous books.

Some summary: Ben Spenser was a police officer until his thieving lover, Jonah, publicly disgraced him and escaped custody in the process. Kicked off the force, disowned by his family, and fresh from a ten-week hard labour sentence for sodomy, Ben has only one goal: find Jonah and make him pay.

Revenge is a lot easier to talk about than to exact, though, especially since seeing Jonah again causes certain feelings to resurface. When circumstances force the two men to go on the run together, Ben begins to question how he really feels about Jonah, and how much he's willing to forgive the first man he ever loved.

I’m always a tad leery of books that branch off from established series to follow new characters. If I like a series enough to keep with it, it’s because I enjoy the core characters, and I always worry I won’t feel the same about their replacements. In this case, too, I was rather neutral on Jonah in FLIGHT OF MAGPIES and didn’t know how I felt about him taking on a lead role.

I’m pleased to report my worries were unfounded. Jonah is an important character, yes, but the story is told entirely from Ben’s perspective--and Ben is great. Charles made me feel such a strong connection to him that I had no choice but to root for him over Stephen and Crane, my established favourites, who spend much of the book determined to take him down for entirely valid reasons.

Neat trick, that.

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Review: The Girls at the Kingfisher Club by Genevieve Valentine

Cover art for The Girls At the Kingfisher Club, featuring a pale-skinned woman with bobbed blonde hair. She wears a fur-trimmed dress and a long string of pearls. The image crops away her eyes so she's only visible from the nose to about her waist.
Don’t you just love it when you read five 5-star books in a row? And don’t you love it even more when it happens at the very beginning of the year?

I mean, this is the first time it’s actually happened to me, seeing as how I’m picky as all hell, but I could get used to it real easy.

The first four 5-star reads were, of course, volumes one through four of SAGA, which we talked about last week. This week I shall do my best to say cogent (yet enthusiastic) things about THE GIRLS AT THE KINGFISHER CLUB, Genevieve Valentine’s non-magical retelling of “The Twelve Dancing Princesses.”

Valentine transports the story to 1920s New York, where Jo Hamilton does everything in her power to help her eleven younger sisters lead a halfway decent life. It’s far from easy, given how their social climber of a father confines his daughters to the upper floors of his town house lest anyone see how terribly he failed in his quest for an heir. The girls aren't allowed visitors. They can't go out. They can't even purchase anything beyond the bare necessities, all ordered via catalogue and so guaranteed to disappoint upon arrival.

In a moment of desperation, Jo breaks her father's rules and takes the eldest among them out for a secret night of dancing in the city’s speakeasies--a practice that soon becomes both ritual and rite of passage as more of the sisters grow old enough for such outings. The nighttime excursions let the sheltered girls dance, drink, and meet people from outside their father’s suffocating home, keeping the despair from overwhelming them.

But when Mr Hamilton decides it’s past time he offloaded his enormous brood onto the right sorts of husbands (read: people just like him), Jo must find a new way to keep her sisters safe.

OH MY GOD.

No; seriously; OH MY GOD.

Some books, you know straight off the bat they’re something special. Cautious, picky-as-hell reader that I am, I was desperately in love with THE GIRLS FROM THE KINGFISHER CLUB by page twenty. It’s the sort of story that reaches out to you with an invitation not only to explore the beauty of the night clubs and the thrill of each dance but also to bear witness to the suffocating pain of a life lived largely behind closed doors.

It's an irresistible combination: gorgeous and dark, flashy and empathetic, and entirely up my alley.

Thursday, November 6, 2014

Review: A Bride's Story, vols. 1-5 by Kaoru Mori

Cover art for book one of A Bride's Story, featuring a young Central Asian woman wearing a black and red outfit. Her arms are spread wide as if she's dancing forward.
A BRIDE’S STORY is Kaori Mori's follow up to EMMA, her popular manga about a maid who falls in love with a wealthy young gentleman. With one well-regarded Victorian series under her belt, a body might expect Mori to continue exploring the era in future work, and she sort of does--except A BRIDE'S STORY takes place in Central Asia, presumably a couple of decades before EMMA. The initial focus rests on Amir, an older bride of twenty years, who has just entered the home of her twelve-year-old groom, Karluk. As the pair settles into their life together, the story branches out to explore marital relationships in other communities along the Silk Road.

Friends, I fear I fell into an age-old trap when I first read A BRIDE'S STORY a couple of years back: I expected it to be EMMA with a different setting. While the two stories do share some similarities, most notably Mori's attention to detail in both the art and the relationships, A BRIDE'S STORY approaches the theme of love and marriage from the opposite direction.

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Review: Emma by Kaoru Mori

Cover art for Emma, featuring a pale-skinned young maid in a black and white uniform and a pair of glasses. She stands before a row of houses, left hand raised to touch her ear.
This review covers volumes one through seven.

Emma, a lovely maid, is inundated with prospective suitors, but no one catches her eye until she meets William Jones, the young scion of a wealthy family. Their mutual attraction is instantaneous, and it only grows deeper as they come to know one another. Forces are aligned against them, though, and the lovers must choose between the dictates of society and the pull of their own hearts.

Ah, the joys of class-straddling historical romance! EMMA is absolutely gorgeous on every level, my friends. Do yourself a favour: seek it out and devour it.

If you'd like some justification for this course of action, read on.

Kaoru Mori has a profound talent for illuminating the small, telling moments in her characters' lives. Dialogue often takes a back seat to body language and the sense of movement imparted by panels that flow organically into one another. We live each emotion alongside the characters, taking each beat as they process their often complicated feelings.

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Conversation: The Angel's Cut by Elizabeth Knox

Cover art for The Angel's Cut, featuring the tip of a white wing that stretches across the entire length of the cover. The title is superimposed over it in purple.
Some months back, the lovely Lynn O'Connacht and I had a marvellous time talking about THE VINTNER'S LUCK by Elizabeth Knox. (If you missed the discussion, here's Part I and Part II.) We had such a good time hashing out our thoughts together that we decided we had to talk about THE ANGEL'S CUT, too.

It took us a little while to get our ducks in order (thanks, Hugo Awards), but we've finally managed the feat. As was the case with THE VINTNER'S LUCK, there will be spoilers below. Lots and lots of spoilers.

If you're all right with spoilers and would like a little summary before you dive into the discussion itself, here's the jacket copy:

Hollywood, 1929. While Conrad Cole is working late on elaborate plans for his aeroplanes and his films, a mysterious stranger appears at his door. Xas soon finds himself caught up in the glamorous and treacherous world of movie-making and entangled with both Cole and a young woman who owes her life to the eccentric director. Both of them are drawn to Xas without knowing his secret - that under his shirt he hides the remnants of great snowy wings that set him apart from humankind, and that he is destined to wander the earth forever, always hearing the beating of feathers behind him, threatening him that his dark brother has found him again.

And if you'd like to know a touch more about Lynn, my partner in crime, she had this to say for herself when we tackled THE VINTNER'S LUCK:

Hi, everyone! I'm Lynn, an indie author, a reader, a gamer, and an occasional watcher of dvds. I met Memory in 2008 or so and she's been one of my blogging inspirations ever since as well as an awesome writer with great taste. It's been wonderful to read THE VINTNER'S LUCK together with Memory. It's a book we both fell in love with the first time we read it and it seemed like a great book to try this buddy reviewing thing out with.

THE ANGEL'S CUT worked just as well, as you'll soon see--though this time around, we were slightly more divided in our opinions...

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Review: Boy, Snow, Bird by Helen Oyeyemi

Cover art for Boy Snow Bird, featuring a vintage-style illustration of a yellow and grey snake twined through the title. Pink roses, green leaves, and a brown mouse surround the snake. The cover's background is leaf green.
Endings mean everything.

*

Late in 1953, Boy Novak flees her abusive father for the comfort and beauty of Flax Hill, Massachusetts, a town of artists. Unused to family life but eager for it all the same, she marries Arturo Whitman, a widowed jeweler who comes complete with parents, siblings, and the main prize--a beautiful little daughter named Snow. Boy craves a daughter just as ardently as Snow craves a mother, but their relationship sours when Boy gives birth to brown-skinned Bird, who proves the Whitmans have spent the last few decades passing as white.

*

I was desperately in love with BOY, SNOW, BIRD by page fifteen.

If you've known me for any length of time, you'll recall how rarely that happens. I'm a suspicious reader. I withhold my love for as long as possible lest the book in question prove unworthy of it. It's a bitter thing, falling in love with a book that turns on you. The sense of betrayal runs so deep that I, for one, find it impossible to shake off even years after1. It never goes away. It never really gets better.

BOY, SNOW, BIRD immediately reminded me of another book I loved just as intensely, and continue to love without regret: THE SECRET HISTORY by Donna Tartt. It's not that the two are anything alike, except insofar as they're about young people who lust after something outside their everyday experience--a common plot indeed. It's that they smell the same. They have the same underlying bouquet of competence and complexity and ultimate tragedy.

I loved the book all the more because I was sure Boy would know exactly what I meant if I said this to her.

Saturday, August 16, 2014

A More Diverse Universe

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Signups are now underway for A More Diverse Universe (aka #Diversiverse), a yearly reading event. Founder Aarti asks participants to read and review at least one book by a person of colour during the last two weeks of September. In previous years, Diversiverse has focused on speculative fiction of all varieties; this year, it's open to every genre and marketing category under the sun.

Many people avoid reading diversely because they feel like they need to completely alter their habits and/or impose restrictions on themselves in order to do so. They worry they'll end up reading unsatisfying books in unappealing genres.

This is far from the case. White, heterosexual mens' stories are so prominent in many readers' lives not because they're the best books, or because anyone has a natural preference for them, but because those are the books that get the most publicity. They're the ones you see when you enter a bookstore or click onto your favourite online retailer's main page. They're the ones that get the majority of the reviews and social media buzz.

You don't limit yourself when you decide to read diversely; you open yourself up to tons of exciting books you might not have discovered without a little extra effort. As Aarti has said on multiple occasions:

You may have to change your book-finding habits to include POC authors in your reading rotation. You absolutely do not need to change your book-reading habits.

I myself decided to aim for at least 25% books by POC in 2014. As of this morning, 50% of what I've read has either been solely authored by a people of colour or has featured POC contributors (I read a lot of multi-author works like anthologies, literary magazines, and comics). And I haven't altered my reading habits in the slightest; I've simply sought out a few more author photos to ensure POC are well represented on my TBR and in my weekly library pile.

No matter what you like to read, I guarantee people of colour write it. And Diversiverse gives you the perfect excuse to seek it out.

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Review: Girl Genius Volumes 1-13 by Phil and Kaja Foglio

cover art for The Beetleburg Clank, featuring Agatha, a white girl with blonde hair wearing a green suit and holding a small mechanical device with arms and legs cover art for The Airship City, featuring Agatha wearing nineteenth century underwear and holding a large wrench

The Short, Gushy, Ungrammatical Version:

OMG YOU GUYS GIRL GENIUS IS SO AWESOME why did it take me this long to come back to it whyyyyyy it's got mad science and people exercising their awesome powers of invention and none of the characters are all the way good or evil they've all got great depth and they face challenges and sometimes they make poor choices but sometimes they make up for those poor choices so that's good and hey did I mention the MAD SCIENCE it's basically like magic except they use it to make machines and THOSE MACHINES ARE SO AWESOME LIKE AGATHA HAS A SENTIENT CASTLE THAT TALKS I AM WAY TOO FOND OF BUILDINGS THAT TALK and also I really like Gil I'm probably Team Gil although I wouldn't exactly be upset about Team Threesome either and of course Agatha really only needs a dude if she decides she wants one which it seems like she does except no wait she wants two and like I said I'm okay with that and ooh there's a talking cat and a girl with green hair and y'all maybe don't know this about me but I'VE ALWAYS WANTED GREEN HAIR and also there are AIRSHIPS and AUTOMATA (which are called clanks but that's okay) and oooh not everyone in this alternate Europe is white which is GREAT though it must be said most of the main characters are white and most of them are still fairly skinny albeit with larger thighs but anyways it's awesome y'all it's so great you need to go read it please you can thank me later maybe with chocolate or just an enthusiastic tweet it's up to you just READ IT AND BE ENTERTAINED.

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Conversation: The Vintner's Luck by Elizabeth Knox

cover art for The Vintner's Luck, featuring a white marble statue of a crouching angel. The statue is half in shadow with tones of burgundy in the background.
So many wonderful things begin on Twitter.

A few weeks back, I tweeted some brief, complimentary thoughts on THE VINTNER'S LUCK, Elizabeth Knox's novel of interspecies love in nineteenth century France. My good friend Lynn O'Connacht, who introduced me to it in the first place, responded, and the next thing either of us knew we'd decided to reread it together.

It was pretty durned awesome, y'all.

If you're unfamiliar with the book and require some summary: Disconsolate in the wake of his first major heartache, Sobran Jodeau takes himself to the far corners of his family's vineyard to mope--and instead meets an angel with whom he hashes out his problems. Xas is reluctant to offer outright advice, but his interest in Sobran's situation is strong enough that he agrees to meet the young vintner again next year to see how everything's turned out. The meetings quickly become a yearly thing--and, in time, morph into a different sort of relationship altogether.

That's enough to get by on, I suppose, but I'll warn you: this isn't a proper review. It's a conversation between two people who have many, many thoughts on the book and not shy about spoilers. I invite those of you in search of something a little more review-like and a hell of a lot more spoiler-free to peruse my totally inadequate (but nonetheless enthusiastic) 2009 review.

Okay? Okay.

Now, a brief word on Lynn before we start. She was one of the first people I met when I began blogging, and she's introduced me to heaps of great books over the years. She made me write an intro for myself over on her half of our conversation, so I insisted she do the same for me, like so:

Hi, everyone! I'm Lynn, an indie author, a reader, a gamer, and an occasional watcher of dvds. I met Memory in 2008 or so and she's been one of my blogging inspirations ever since as well as an awesome writer with great taste. It's been wonderful to read The Vintner's Luck together with Memory. It's a book we both fell in love with the first time we read it and it seemed like a great book to try this buddy reviewing thing out with.

And let's get going! Remember, this post is rife with spoilers, which begin right after the break. It's also the second half of a larger conversation, so I strongly urge you to read the first half over at Lynn's blog before you pop back here to see us gush about the dramatic conclusion.

Tuesday, May 6, 2014

Review: Shadows of Asphodel by Karen Kincy

cover art for Shadows of Asphodel, featuring a young woman standing alone in a large cobbled square, drawn sword in hand. Above her, the faces of a woman and a man are superimposed over the night sky
Ardis, a mercenary working for the Archmages of Vienna, isn't exactly thrilled to find a young necromancer bleeding to death. She's even less impressed when Wendel swears fealty to her, making it impossible for her to claim a hefty ransom for him. As romantic tensions mount between them, though, Ardis becomes entangled in Wendel’s vendetta against the men who've exploited him all his life--one of whom may be the father Ardis has longed to meet for all of hers.

Y’all know I’m leery of self published work, but I’m so glad I took a chance on this one. SHADOWS OF ASPHODEL contains a staggering amount of awesome, my friends. You’ve gotta get your hands on it.

What inspired me to give this one a go, you ask? Karen Kincy has traditionally published three young adult novels (OTHER, BLOODBORN, and FOXFIRE), but she chose to Kickstart SHADOWS OF ASPHODEL so she could get it into readers’ hands a little more quickly than traditional channels allow. It’s easy to see, too, why self publishing was a good choice for this particular book. SHADOWS OF ASPHODEL is best categorized as New Adult dieselpunk fantasy--something many publishing industry folks claim doesn’t exist. Right now, traditionally published NA is mostly limited to contemporary romance. From what I’ve seen, people are writing NA fantasy and science fiction, but it’s a hard sell and is unlikely to really take off for another few years.

In the traditional publishing arena, that is. Self publishing allows authors to tell these sorts of stories right now, without waiting for the establishment to catch up.

I’m mighty glad Kincy didn’t wait. As I said, this book is fabulous.

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Review: The Queen of the Damned by Anne Rice

Cover art for The Queen of the Damned, featuring a white sculpture of a creepily twisted woman with the text laid over the image
Back in the day, I reread Anne Rice’s Vampire Chronicles every single April. They were my favourite books in all the world and, as such, an important part of my life. I looked forward to these month-long wallowing sessions with the sort of obsessive focus that made all other books I read immediately before and immediately after pale in comparison.

This sort of intense, regular reading has one major drawback: it wasn’t long before I had the entire series all but memorized. I couldn't quote them wholesale or anything, but key lines, all the beats, and the emotional tone were as familiar to me as my own mind. And, as such, they became... well, not stale, but less compelling than something I couldn't mouth along to.

Horrified, I decided to take a little break. I’d let the Vampire Chronicles rest for a year or three so I could once again approach them with the love and enthusiasm they deserve.

That was nine years ago.

Oops.

I mean, it’s not like I totally ignored Anne Rice during that almost-decade. I’ve mostly kept up to date with her new releases (I still need to get to OF LOVE AND EVIL and THE WOLVES OF MIDWINTER), and I’ve dipped back into her bibliography here and there. I used INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE to help me ease back into the regular reading world after I discovered Sarah Monette’s Doctrine of Labyrinths series in 20081, and I devoured THE MUMMY just last year2. I also revisited the first two Vampire Chronicles on audio, with many thanks to Simon Vance for his excellent performance3.

I had such a good time with the audios of IWTV and TVL that I wanted to experience THE QUEEN OF THE DAMNED the same way, but my library doesn't own the production. So I dithered around until I absolutely needed to read something awesome and wallowsome and familiar.

I plucked THE QUEEN OF THE DAMNED off the shelf not quite at random, but with less foresight than one might expect. These days, I try to read from my TBR as much as possible so I can get to a place where I feel free to pluck books off the shelves whenever I please. (TBRs have their good points, but they do tend to expand at an alarming rate unless you keep on top of them.) As soon as I peeked inside the front cover and discovered it'd been nine years since my last reading, though, my course was clear. To hell with la TBR; I had to reread THE QUEEN OF THE DAMEND next.

Best. Decision. EVER.

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Review: The Winter Prince by Elizabeth Wein

cover art for The Winter Prince, featuring an ancient full-face helmet against a deep blue background
Review copy provided by the publisher via NetGalley.

Medrault is the eldest son of High King Artos of Camlan--and a bastard born of incest. Barred from all hope of the throne, he devotes himself to travel, hunting, and medicine, pursuits which keep him from Camlan for many years. He can ignore the reality of his birth in far-off Aksum and Byzantium, but it eats away at him when he returns to Britain. Though Medrault tries to forge a relationship with the fragile half-brother destined to succeed their father as High King, his mother’s dark influence taints everything he touches and leads him to question his place along the periphery of Artos’s court.

Elizabeth Wein came to my attention via her recent World War II novels, CODE NAME VERITY and ROSE UNDER FIRE. I read them, loved them, and was surprised to learn they were far from her only published fiction. Nearly twenty years ago, she released THE WINTER PRINCE, the first of five Arthurian retellings. The moment I learned this, I knew I had to get my hands on the series. While I’m admittedly not the biggest fan of all things Arthurian, I trust Elizabeth Wein to deliver something rich and compelling, no matter the subject at hand.

And oh, does she ever.

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Review: In The Company of Thieves by Kage Baker

Review copy provided by the publisher via NetGalley.

IN THE COMPANY OF THIEVES [Amazon | The Book Depository | Scribd], Kage Baker’s posthumous final (?) collection of stories about the cyborgs of Dr. Zeus Incorporated, brings together three novellas and three shorter works. The first five previously appeared elsewhere, while the final offering was completed by Kathleen Bartholomew, Baker’s sister, based on Baker’s extensive research notes.

While I suppose the collection could serve as an introduction to Baker’s Company series, I imagine it’s much richer if you’ve already got a background with the material. "The Carpet Beds of Sutro Park" and "Hollywood Icons" stand more or less alone, but "The Unfortunate Gytt," "The Women of Nell Gwynne’s," and "Mother Aegypt" all contain twists and tidbits that mean much more in the context of the wider series. I’ve been told, too, that "Rude Mechanicals" is confusing to anyone not already acquainted with its cyborg protagonists.

If you’re an established Baker fan, though, don’t hesitate to dive in. You’ll enjoy yourself immensely.