Showing posts with label historical fantasy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label historical fantasy. 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, August 9, 2016

Review: Monstress Volume One: Awakening by Marjorie Liu and Sana Takada

Cover of Monstress, featuring an Asian girl with long black hair. She wears a long white coat with the sleeves pushed up to expose her wooden left arm. Behind her looms an elaborate brass sculpture of a woman with her eyes shadowed.
Review copy provided by the publisher via NetGalley.

Marjorie Liu and Sana Takada’s MONSTRESS [Amazon | The Book Depository] was one of my most anticipated trade collections of 2016. I loved the creators’ work on X-23, a Marvel property about young Wolverine clone Laura Kinney, and I couldn’t wait to see what they’d come up with in a creator-owned title, free from publishers’ restrictions and established canon.

Turns out, the results are impressive indeed.

MONSTRESS takes place in an alternate, matriarchal version of early twentieth century Asia. The war between Arcanics and humans is currently stalled thanks to a devastating weapon the Arcanics unleashed during the last major battle. The Cumaea, an order of scientist-nuns, are desperate to find a way to harness this technology for themselves and have stepped up their experiments on enslaved Arcanics, partly in search of answers and partly to mine the Arcanic essence that grants them their greatest power.

Maika, a teenage Arcanic, needs answers of her own, so she arranges to have herself sold to the Cumaea as a slave. But her bloody foray through their compound complicates everything and sends her on a journey in company with a fox-aspected young Arcanic and a two-tailed talking cat, plus a dark force that’s lodged itself in her soul.

It’s possible MONSTRESS isn’t entirely unique on the world’s stage, but I don’t believe anyone else working in English has put together a comic quite like this. Liu and Takada tackle concepts and issues that receive little thoughtful page time in mainstream comics, and they do so against a stunningly gorgeous backdrop.

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:

Thursday, November 5, 2015

Review: Winter's Tale by Mark Helprin

Cover of Winter's Tale, featuring a ghostly horse flying over the title while New York stretches out in all its wintery glory far below.
Long, long ago, someone told me I had to read WINTER’S TALE [Amazon | The Book Depository].

I know this not because I can remember it happening--as far as I can recall, I’d never even heard of the book until they adapted it into a movie--but because it’s impossible that no one, over the entire course of my life, ordered me to acquire this glorious, wallowsome, perfect-for-me book.

WINTER’S TALE and I are the same age. That’s a lot of years during which someone could’ve recced it, so it must have happened and it’s my fault for forgetting.

Then again, it’s possible everyone knew about this book and declined to bring it up because they hated it. It is very hateable, friends. Like, it’s one of those novels where you’re either gonna be over the fucking moon about it, or you’re gonna finish it solely so you can slag it off to everyone in sight. If there’s an in-between, it’s of the “abandoned it in disgust after a hundred pages of weird-ass nothing” variety.

Because WINTER’S TALE is really fucking weird. And while it was perfect for me, it might not be perfect for you.

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 11, 2015

Review: The Philosopher Kings by Jo Walton

Cover of The Philosopher Kings, featuring a round detail of Raphael's School of Athens. A number of white people in vaguely ancient clothes argue a point in front of a temple. The bulk of the cover is white.
Review copy provided by the publisher via NetGalley.

THE PHILOSOPHER KINGS is the sequel to THE JUST CITY, Jo Walton’s novel of time-displaced philosophers doing Plato’s Republic with divine aid. It picks up about twenty years on and examines the fallout from Sokrates’s debate with Athene at the end of the previous book. You probably want to read THE JUST CITY first so you’ve got a good grounding in the premise and the characters, but there’s enough distance between the two books that I imagine a new reader could enter here if they were so inclined. I wouldn’t recommend it, since it’d mean cheating yourself out of the wonder that is THE JUST CITY, but it’s a thing you could do.

Like its predecessor, THE PHILOSOPHER KINGS employs three narrators: Apollo, who continues to increase his understanding of humanity as a father, civic leader, and recently bereaved husband; Arete, his daughter, who has lived her entire life in the remnant of the Just City with full awareness of her father’s divine nature and her own potential to become a Classical hero; and Maia, who remains a teacher and interrogator of philosophical concepts large and small.

Apollo and Arete’s stories work in concert as father and daughter undertake a journey to discover the truth behind a deadly art raid and their fragmented Republic’s missing colony. Maia’s mainly comprises flashbacks to the years after the Last Debate, giving us insight into the challenges cities and citizens alike faced during their restructuring efforts.

And of course, it’s all terribly interesting.

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 6, 2015

Review: Liberty & Other Stories by Alexis Hall

Cover art for Liberty and Other Stories, featuring a montage of many people of different races and genders against a starry sky. The whole cover is tinged in purple.
Review copy provided by the publisher via NetGalley.

LIBERTY & OTHER STORIES is Alexis Hall’s follow-up to PROSPERITY, a novel of queer misfits in an alternate nineteenth century where aetherships sail skies plagued by vicious kraken. Two of the stories contained herein are prequels to PROSPERITY, one is a sequel, and one is a prequel wrapped in a sequel. An additional, shorter piece deals with a previously unknown character who becomes important to the collection's final offering.

I imagine you could read the collection's first two stories as standalones if you're just after a taste of Hall's writing (each novelette or novella contained herein is also available for individual purchase), but you'll enjoy the complete package a lot more if you've already read PROSPERITY. The earlier book introduces the characters and their world, while this one expands upon them by showing us who they used to be and where they're headed next.

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Review: Prosperity by Alexis Hall

Cover art for Prosperity, featuring a young black man grinning at the full house in his hand. Two more playing cards are tucked up his sleeve. In the background, a masculine figure of indistinct ethnicity leans against a post, their features shadowed by a hat and enveloping coat. Further behind them, a figure of indeterminate gender garbed in pseudo-18th century clothing stares directly at the reader. The cover is primarily purple in tone.
Review copy provided by the publisher via NetGalley.

Streetwise Picadilly needs a change, so he stows away on an airship bound for Prosperity, a lawless town strung high above the earth. There, he quickly draws the ire of Milord, a posh thug intent on mining a sky claim for valuable phlogiston--provided he and his associates can dodge the pirates and leviathans that threaten to tear them out of the sky.

Dil isn't too keen to linger in Milord's presence, but he has little choice after he incurs a large debt to Byron Kae, captain of the mining enterprise's aethership. At least serving aboard the ship gives him a chance to get close to Ruben, the gorgeous clergyman who dogs Milord's every step. And even though Ruben proves less seducible than Dil might wish, the aethership itself soon exerts a strong pull over the streetwise young drifter.

Until the leviathans threaten Prosperity itself, and Dil is forced to choose between happiness and heroism.

I first heard about PROSPERITY months and months ago when the editor took to Tumblr to gush about it. Within minutes, it was on my great big list of Books I've Gotta Read. And the moment it hit NetGalley, I hit "request" and crossed my fingers.

It lived up to all my expectations. PROSPERITY is a gem, though it's not necessarily a quick or easy read.

You see, my dears, PROSPERITY is strongly reminiscent of a nineteenth century novel; a fine thing, given that it purports to be just that, but a potential barrier for those of us who occasionally struggle with pre-20th century syntax. While there's action aplenty, it's often eclipsed by a wealth of detail and a strong focus on voice. It's easy to imagine PROSPERITY serialized within the pages of a a late Victorian periodical.

Or it would be if Victorian periodicals had published profanity-laden stories involving airships, cities suspended in the sky, aerial leviathans, and overtly queer folks.

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.

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.