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Oct. 30th, 2015 02:04 pm
cyphomandra: boats in Auckland Harbour. Blue, blocky, cheerful (boats)
I am in the middle of a patch of books I've picked up because of numerous positive recommendations, all by female authors.

Hild, Nicola Griffith. Dark Ages Britain, Hild of Whitby, and an amazingly indepth world and people. Loved this. My only caveat for recommending it would be that it's the first of a proposed three book series and there is no word as to when the next is due out (also, I would warn for infant death).

Station Eleven, Emily St John Mandel. Most of the world's population is wiped out by flu, an epidemic which started the same night an actor playing the lead in a Canadian production of King Lear died. Twenty years after, a travelling orchestra and Shakespeare theatre group make their circuit through the remaining clumps of civilisation. I liked this a lot. I liked the structure (back and forward through timelines and connections) and there are bits in this that really got to me. I do feel it's written from a literary rather than a genre sensibility and this may account for some of the bits that didn't work as well for me - the graphic novel that one of the character is obsessed with is far more important as a symbol than as an actual story, the actions of the Prophet, the lack of change in tone throughout the story - but I did like it and I would read more of her books. I also want to reread the short story Stephen King did as a prelude to The Stand (Mandel does name-check some genre works in interviews etc, but oddly not what I think of as the quintessential end-the-world-with-flu book).

Sorcerer to the Crown, Zen Cho. Regency England with fantasy and nonwhite protagonists. I have loved a number of Zen Cho's short stories and was more than a little disappointed that I really didn't enjoy this. It's weak on plot, and while strong on character it a) feels as though the characters are all from slightly different stories and b) I really disliked Prunella, and it's hard to enjoy a book when you're deeply annoyed with one of the leads. I liked Zacharias more but I am never a big fan of a protagonist keeping something secret from the readers for no particularly good reason.

Also, I am now 50 pages from the end of the first of what a friend refers to as the Imperial Radish series, Ann Leckie's Ancillary Justice, and enjoying it a lot. I think this is a series which would be great to re-read.
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Just finished:

One Summer: America, 1927, by Bill Bryson. I stalled on this for quite some time when I was halfway through the second month with Babe Ruth (first month, Charles Lindbergh) and realised from the portraits on the back that I had Calvin Coolidge & Al Capone to go, which induced in me a sudden intolerance of yet more of the Straight Cis White Male model of history. I did end up finishing it, skimming; it is entertaining and there are more complicated stories at the edges, with the Mississippi floods causing significant black migration, and bits about the Ku Klux Klan, various anti-Semites (mainly Henry Ford) and anarchist bombings. I would describe it however as exceedingly weak on women. There is, for example, a mention of Margaret Sanger, in the eugenics bit, but nothing really about her work on birth control, which was ongoing during the period of this book.

The first two of Jacqueline Carey's Agent of Hel urban fantasy books - Dark Currents and Autumn Bones (each book is a season). I have had erratic experiences with Carey's stuff but these are endearing and although they tick a lot of the expected urban fantasy boxes (heroine has magic powers which are also source of angst; heroine describes her own clothing in unnecessary detail; heroine is torn between at least two amazingly attractive nonhuman males with accompanying angst) they also diverge enough or do so with enough charm that I have been won over. This is also the first book I've read in ages where the pop culture references all really work for me.

Also, Janet Lansbury's No Bad Kids: toddler discipline without shame, which I am thinking about.

Ongoing:

I am just under a 100 pages from the end of Hild, by Nicola Griffith, which is excellent. Historical, in Dark Ages Britain, and a story about an exceptional woman who is also, equally, a product of her specific community and times, and not a present day transplant to an unenlightened past. An excellent antidote to the Bryson and to any number of assorted war- and grit- and erasure/objectification of women historical/fantasy books out there.

I am also a hundred pages into Diane Duane's A Wizard of Mars, which I started before I got absorbed by Hild. And about 200 pages into Poison Fruit, the third Agent of Hel book, because it arrived at the library and I got distracted.

Coming up:

All the bits of unfinished book. I also have Zen Cho's Sorcerer to the Crown, the last Terry Pratchett, and Emily St John Mandel's Station Eleven hanging around.

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