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I thought I'd begin this year's posts with a couple of mentions of my favourite finds from last year.

I tend to find my favourite musical finds come from random encounters. Last years favourites are "X marks the Spot" by Ghostpoet, which I discovered from a random on demand episode of Jules Holland, and "I Can Change" by Brandon Flowers, which I heard while buying shoes and spent the rest of the evening Googling "Bronski Beat sample" to find.
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My favourite books I read last year were House of Shattered Wings by Aliette de Bodard and Goblin Emperor by Katherine Addison, both of which were unconventional and reminded me there is still room for the kind of fantasy I like even if all the shouting on social media these days makes me feel differently.

I don't watch a lot of TV, since we only have on demand, but I binge-watched Daredevil and Jessica Jones and loved them both. I also belatedly discovered Stargate: Universe. I thought it was fantastic, and refreshingly different to the usual saccharine and worryingly colonial Stargate offerings. Atlantis lost me at "let's steal the alien planet's power source because we need it, even thought it will leave the inhabitants undefended". But Universe only got two seasons, because apparently it was too challenging for the usual audience. This kind of dumbing down is the reason I don't have regular TV.

Finally, food. I discovered in November I do actually like olives. Which is weird because I hated them in January.
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I read this last month, and like so many things meant to blog about it but didn't get around to it.

It reads more like a conversation than instructions. Lamott is both wise and funny. The main things I took from it were that it's okay to be a pantser (I seem to be having problems with this lately and have developed a fear of throwing myself in at the deep end) and it's okay to write a shitty first draft. Which I already knew but it was nice to have someone say it. So much of the writing advice out there these days is aimed at plotters, or pantser to turn them into plotters. Now I just need something to write a shitty first draft about.

I've also got Elizabeth George's Write Away on the TBR pile, and a book about writing crime and thrillers since I'm trying to broaden my horizons. And there's a stack of writing magazines I'm struggling to keep up with, although I'm thinking about giving up on some of those. That's a whole other blog post though.

Next month is NaNoWriMo. This year is the tenth anniversary of my first attempt, and I feel a little like I should celebrate by taking part. I'm not sure there's room in my life for a 50,000 word novel at the moment though. Certainly not one I write in a month. Although it would get me a shitty first draft.
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One of my luckiest finds was a first edition hardback of Sarah Monette's Melusine, first volume of The Doctrine of Labyrinths, in a secondhand bookshop in North Wales. Lucky because I'd seen a Livejournal feed waxing lyrical about it for weeks, and because it was the only bookshop in town.

It was a challenging book. In the first eighty pages a devastating and lasting violence is committed against an already damaged main character with a self-destructive streak a mile wide. I remember thinking at the time that this was a series that wouldn't hold back, and that Monette was signalling this right at the start. Later I started reading her Livejournal, where she blogged about the process of writing The Doctrine of Labyrinths. In an interview in Locus Magazine in 2008 she described her portrayal of Mildmay as a reaction to the typical portrayal of assassins in fantasy: "Mildmay started very consciously as an effort to say that the fantasy idea of an assassin is a lie, this sort of D&D version that 12-year-old girls find romantic. That's not what happens to you if you've been trained to kill people!"

This is why when I picked up The Goblin Emperor (written as Katherine Addison), and came across "thou"s and "thy"s in the first few pages I didn't throw the book across the room. Monette has bought my faith as a reader that she does these things for a reason. I assumed, from the scrupulous use of informal and formal language, including singular formal as well as plural "we", that the reason is to show how it's done. We've all read the fantasy epic, popular in the eighties, where thee and thou were sprinkled around like salt and pepper as formal language when in reality they were informal.

There are also a wealth of unfamiliar titles based on rank and gender, and almost nobody is addressed or referred to by their first name. I assumed the reason for this was to immerse the reader in the confusion in which Maia, the Goblin Emperor of the title, finds himself. If this was the intent it was, for me, a little too successful. After I while I gave up trying to keep track of everyone and left it to context. This seemed to work.

I enjoyed The Goblin Emperor, although not as much as The Doctrine of Labyrinths. Maia felt distanced from the action - which as Emperor, he should. This is not a fantasy where royalty is allowed to go gallavanting around the world on quests. Personally I'm looking forward to the next novel, just to see which tropes Monette decides to subvert next time.
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Recently, I gave up trying to keep up with household and writing responsibilities for six days to binge read the Hunger Games trilogy by Suzanne Collins. It would have been less, except for the day job.

The first book was fantastic, the second slightly less so, but the third was a massive disappointment. I'm going into spoilers here, so if you haven't read the books you may want to come back when you're finished!

The turning point for me was when Katniss is rescued from her second Hunger Games at the end of the second book. During the first book, The Hunger Games, Katniss is full of agency. She volunteers to take her sister Prim's place in the games, and although she has no choice about taking part in them, or the media circus that accompanies them, she determines to survive if she can and not compromise herself if she can't. She defies the Capitol when she covers Rue in flowers, and when she suggests she and Peeta eat the poisonous berries when cheated of their double victory.

In the second book, Katniss is understandably floored by having to take part in a second Hunger Games. While she has agency, this time her choice is to attempt to keep Peeta alive at the expense of her own life. Again she has no choice but to play, and again she decides to do so on her own terms.

At the end of the second book, Katniss is rescued from the games by what turns out to be the rebellion she accidentally started. That's when she starts to lose her agency.

The rescue itself isn't the problem, although it would have been nice to see the supposedly resourceful victors rescue themselves. The problem is that after the rescue Katniss seems to spend the whole book being told what to do. No one told her about the rebellion, and she had no part in planning the escape. Later, her refusal to fit in with the routines of District 13 comes across more as a child having a tantrum than her choosing rebellion. Although she's allowed to make the choice as to whether or not to be the Mockingjay, and again does so under her own terms by making conditions, she's largely sidelined. She's the face of the rebellion, a media figure.

The sidelining of a child during a rebellion is understandable, although it's arguable that anyone who survives the Hunger Games is a child any more. She does, towards the end, decide to fight the rebellion on her own terms. However her unauthorised mission to assassinate President Snow doesn't end how she intended. Instead she gets to watch her sister be killed, and is rescued again.

This was the point at which I nearly threw the book at the wall. Katniss volunteers to take part in the Hunger Games only to save Prim. That's the reason behind most of her decisions. With that one mostly off-screen death, Collins manages to completely invalidate everything Katniss has done for the last three books. Sure, the Districts have their rebellion and throw off the yoke of the Capitol, but that's not what motivates Katniss. In that one stroke, she loses everything she's fought for.

She spends the rest of the book aimless. She makes one final momentous decision after which she's imprisoned, and not even told she's on trial, and then shipped back to the ruins of her home to live out her life. But she gets to have a boy and later his babies, so that's OK (/sarcasm). It may not be what Collins was going for, but the end of the book screams that rebellious girls can only lose, and are destined only to be wives and mothers.

I don't have a problem with happy endings, and Katniss ending up with one of her suitors will make at least part of the audience happy. But I'd rather have endings that don't wipe out all of the main character's achievements that came before them. I loved the beginning of the trilogy, and while I'll read books 1 and 2 again, I won't be revisiting 3. It's too much of a disappointment.
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Today has been a day of repeated corporate fail.

Cut for length )

 
ETA: For some reason the post has eaten my cats. Very strange.

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After an "I give up" meal out on Wednesdy, yesterday we embarked on the first of a series of microwaveable dinners: Waitrose frozone three bean enchiladas. They were surprisingly edible, if a little too spicy for me and a bit chewy at the end from uneven cooking. Tonight: pub!

I'm thinking about joining the dark side and buying an e-book reader. The BF is mortified ("But they're evil! And soulless!!"), but my reasoning is that we simply can't get any more books. We're practically operating a one-in-one-out policy already, even after throwing a hundred or more paperbacks in the direction of the local charity shops. There are quite a few books I'd quite like to read, but haven't because I simply can't afford to take a chance on an author I've never tried before. The answer seems to be to get them electronically, which would allow me to have as many books as I like.

Which leads me to ask, O LJ Hivemind, what are the experiences of those of you who have e-readers already? Are there any particularly good, or to avoid?
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I've just finished N.K. Jemisin's The Broken Kingdoms in less than two days. I wasn't expecting to like it as much as the prequel, but I did. It was completely different, but still managed to keep the feel of the first.

Last night we went to the cinema to see Source Code with Jake Gyllenhaal. It's a bit like Groundhog Day meets Quantum Leap with added terrorists. I definitely recommend it, especially for those who like films like Inception, and Next. We followed it with a meal out at the local Chinese restaurant, and a re-watch of The Hangover on DVD.

Today I made the most of the sunshine to get three machine and four hand loads of washing done. It's even all mostly dry. I'd have got another load out if I'd bothered to get up early but hy, it's the weekend.

This week's veg sack: eggs, onions, potatoes, purple as well as orange carrots, fir apple potatoes, beetroot, some sort of cabbage, and rhubarb. Plans so far: serve everything with carrots and cabbage; boil the beetroot for salad and/or pickle it; rhubarb crumble.


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I was in a branch of Waterstones this weekend, where I spotted a copy of Aliette de Bodard's ([livejournal.com profile] aliettedb ) Servant of the Underworld and managed to mortify the BF as I bounced around going "Look, it's Aliette! Aliette's in Waterstones!" Then I waited until the assistant wasn't looking and rearranged the shelf so it was cover-out.

He may never go in a bookshop with me again.
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1) A few weeks ago, my LJ friend [livejournal.com profile] rob_haines recommended The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms by N.K. Jemisin. And I'd just like to say that he's absolutely right - it's a fantastic book. So I recommend it in turn, although I will add it's not for those who find the peculiarities of religious mythology at all distasteful, particularly with regards to creation myths and how deities interact with each other.

So thanks, Rob, for recommending it.

2) [livejournal.com profile] aliettedb has a competition running on her website and LJ, in which you can win a copy of her novel Servant of the Underworld, and some other goodies. All you have to do is guess where her new husband is taking her for their honeymoon....

3) In the spirit of trying new things, yesterday I went mushroom picking with a friend. Not with the intention of eating any of them, you understand. The local council was doing a biodiversity study, so we went out in groups picking mushrooms and then an expert (Charles) went through our finds to see what was in the area and teach us about them. It's the very end of the season here because of an early flush in the summer, which I guess means that most of them will have spored already for next year.

There were some interesting finds. Nothing deadly (phew!) but nothing particularly edible, either. We learned about the different ways that fungi produce their spores, and Charles showed us some that smelled of different things like coal gas or mint and coconut. There was also one that had bright yellow flesh that turned inky blue pretty much instantly when cut open.

It was good fun, and they'll be doing it again next year so we plan to go again - the bf too, as he was busy this year. There are also other events starting in the spring, such as beach-combing and bat-spotting, so we're going to give some of those a try too.


And now I have to go and spend my time on the part of the writer's life that is worse even that rejections and writer's block: my Tax Return.

Sigh.
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Soooo.

I can haz office. After much discussion, the bf and I have decided that instead of sharing the two bedrooms between us - one for sleeping, and one for our hobbies - we would have a room each for the hobbies. So the main bedroom is now for sleeping and his geek toys, and the spare bedroom is now for guests (and me if I have a deadline to hit), and for my books and writing desk. So far it seems to be working, and it's nice to have a home for my books that isn't half-visible and wedged down the side of the bed.

Last week, just for the sake of academic interest, I planned out the Open University degree I'd take if I had the time and money. I went for an Open Degree, mixing and matching because I couldn't find a degree where I actually wanted to do every module. My choices were a bunch of random history-based courses, spread across the syllabus and so not actually adding up to a history degree, but the two that really caught my interest were The story of maths and Medicine and society in Europe 1500-1930.

Not having £850 just to take these two modules, or the £4000 I'd need to take a whole degree, I did the next best thing: I bought books. So, winging their way to me as we speak are The Story of Mathematics by Anne Rooney, The Greatest Benefit to Mankind: A Medical History of Humanity by Roy Porter, and Science: A History 1543 - 2001 by John Gribbin. Less than £20 for all three (including postage), leaving me with the other £830 to do such mundane things as eat ,and feed my cats. And since I'm drowning in books already I took a bag of paperbacks down the charity shop, so I wouldn't feel so bad.
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...Well, not so much a holiday as a Bank Holiday weekend.

Friday night I got the first draft of a story finished, and off for critting. So now I'm stuck in-between-projects, trying to get my head out of the story that's been occupying much of my waking thoughts for the last week and into something new.

Yestarday, in a fit of nostalgia, I inflicted Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure on the bf. He was not amused, and having never seen it before he didn't have any fond memories to recall. Watching it again as an adult, I have to admit it has less redeeming features than I remember. Then in the evening we went to see Iron Man 2 with a friend, which was fun if a little overlong. There's a neat little Captain America reference buried in the middle, and the three of us outed our geek credentials by being the only people in the cinema who reacted to it.

Today I sat down to watch Inkheart. And wow. It was a good old-fashioned fantasy-adventure of the sort they don't seem to make any more. And the basic idea--that someone could read fictional characters out of books and into the real world--is of course one that appeals. I don't know if it's just that I'm a writer, but the moment when Dustfinger meets his creator made me feel all shivery. Definitelyone I'll be looking out for on DVD. And getting the book, although don't tell my boyfriend that!

Being a Bank Holiday, tomorrow is a day off work. Yay! So I intend to try and get some writing done.

Updatery

Jan. 26th, 2010 12:55 pm
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The problem with writing a story of unrequited love of the "dare not speak its name" variety (which in the setting, it daren't) is that the characters are very rarely honest about their motivations. And this lack of honesty is making it very difficult to write the MC out of a situation that will see him ending up either at the gallows or Bedlam.

I'd better sort it out though - my muse and I are barely on speaking terms at the moment and, in a fit of artistic temperament, I'm starting to wonder what I did to offend it. So instead of using my lovely long lunchbreak to write, as I promised myself, I'm actually wading through Eddings' Mallorean, which is actually worse-written than the Belgariad, since it relies heavily on having read the first series. Setting aside the "history repeating itself to justify only having one plot" thing there are several throwaway references to characters and events that appeared in the first series, with no contextual information at all. I've never in my life wanted to take a red pen to a printed book so badly, and this morning alone found two mistakes in the names of characters on facing pages. (For those familiar with Eddings, Garion is referred to as Garin and Poledra as Poldara.) Suffice is to say that my inner editor is having a whale of a time.

Which may actually be part of the problem I'm having, although I can't figure out why.


I finally got around to watching Avatar, and to write about what I think is wrong with that film would take up a whole post in itself. Which I might do later, if I feel like it.

Also, the new job is going well. It's a friendly environment, unlike certain other places with their looking-over-your-shoulder mentality. I'm enjoying the challenge of sorting out an unfamiliar payroll and getting used to changes in maternity legislation since last summer, whilst enjoying being able to go to the loo without worrying that someone's keeping tabs on the amount of times I go and amount of time I take. My only concern is avoidng the pregnancy chair. Seriously. :-D
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I'm currently rereading (the) Eddings' Belgariad, which was my first introduction to "grown-up" fantasy. It is, of course, not as good as I remember it, but then I read it at least once a year between the ages of twelve and eighteen - although I haven't read it since . It's a prime example of how something once popular can fall out of fashion. It's a goldmine of what are now regarded as cliches to avoid at all cost - prophecies, magical orbs, farmboys with a destiny, and a large party of adventurers "just because" to name but a few. It's also full of those dreaded "ly" words: no one just speaks, they do so tenderly, mockingly, quickly, angrily, sarcastically. It's a prime example of telling rather than showing and it's clear at all times what we're supposed to think about characters and events.

Needless to say, the magic has gone now I can see the smoke and mirrors. But I find myself enjoying it anyway, reading it through a different set of filters than when I first picked it up. Now it's a prime example of what-not-to-do-anymore, but I think it's also from a time when fantasy was a more innocent genre, more concerned with escapism than realism of plot or character. So, still fun but in a different way.

In other news, the pipes froze again yesterday so we spent this morning out lagging them with an old pair of fleecy shorts and a ball of blue string. The landlord is supposed to be coming out to do it properly, but since the whole of the UK comes to a standstill during snowy weather it's not likely to be until after the cold snap.

Tomorrow I have a job interview, and I'm currently trying to work out the exact location of the building it's at, and how to get there on the bus. Plus, since it's a payroll job, I'm reviewing all my old payroll notes to refresh myself. It's hardly a fun way to spend a Sunday afternoon, but I intend to remedy this later with pizza and possibly courgette fritters.
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What with almost every free moment being spent packing boxes, I'm starting to feel a bit like I've fallen off the edge of the world. I'm spending barely any time online, which isn't necessarily a bad thing except that all the writers I know are here. I've had a number of rejections come in that I haven't had time to bounce back out, so I'm back down to about four submissions out again, although I can't be sure as I haven't updated Duotrope or my spreadsheet recenly. Yep, my submissions are going to be in quite a mess when this move is over with.

Also, I never thought I'd say this but I have too many books. I've packed boxes and boxes of them, sent a number to charity shop oblivion, and there are still more sitting smugly on the shelves. The bf and I have agreed that when we've moved we're culling the herd again, which is something I find hard to do. With the exception of reference books, which are something I'll dip in and out of, I have a rule that if I haven't read something two years after buying it then it has to go. This doesn't help with the books I've read though - some of them feel like old friends, that I'm fond of even though I haven't seen them for a while. How can I get rid of Eddings' The Belgariad and The Elenium? I read each of them about eight times when I was a teenager. They annoy the heck out of me now, but they were my first foray into "grown up" spec fic. But they take up a lot of space, that could perhaps be occupied by Tim Powers, Tad Williams, Scott Lynch, Sarah Monette..... I already double-stack all my bookcases, a habit which annoys my boyfriend no end as he likes to see what's on the shelves. Maybe I should instigate a "one in, one out" policy.

Of course, on top of the move is the new job. I find that, contrary to my expectations, I quite enjoy being a temp. It means that I don't feel any particular attachment to the company or the job, apart from the money, and so there's a lot less stress coming from that area than there would otherwise be. There are also more breaks than in my previous job, because of the amount of computer work, which means that a couple of extra times a day I can whip out a notebook and add a few more lines. I'm still on a break from the career side of my writing, which means no more submissions, or writing or editing for submission, until the move is over (apart from for things that sell or have already sold). I intend to take a day over the Christmas break to get things back into shape again, so that I can start the New Year with renewed vigour and all that. Got to make the most of the Writers of the Future momentum, after all.
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Ganked from [livejournal.com profile] theladywolf

Don't take too long to think about it. List 15 books you've read that will always stick with you -- The first 15 you can recall in 15 minutes.

In no particular order:
White Fang - Jack London
Good Omens - Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman
Neverwhere - Neil Gaiman
Jonathan Stange and Mr Norrell - Susanna Clarke
The Riddle-Master's Game - Patricia McKillip
Tigana - Guy Gavriel Kay
Melusine - Sarah Monette
Dawnthief - James Barclay
Use of Weapons - Iain M. Banks
Watership Down - Richard Adams
Black Beauty - Anna Sewell
Beowulf - Seamus Heaney
The Time Traveller's Wife - Audrey Niffenegger
A Clockwork Orange - Anthony Burgess
December - Phil Rickman

There are a few I read as a child, that will always stick with me even though I can't remember who wrote them or what they were called. There was one, and all I can remember is that there was a witch (I think) who was in an enchanted sleep because someone had stolen her name, and the story was about trying to get it back. Thinking about it, that one stuck with me enough to influence my winning WotF story.

The whys of my choices )
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Hmm, LJ seems to have gone a bit weird and eaten my formatting options again. Oh well.

I was woken up last night by Lucifer hitting the windchimes in the bedroom until I woke up, and then sauntering off. She also did a Lassie impression yesterday, meeping at me and looking over her shouder to make me follow her upstairs to play. I guess I shouldn't be surprised: as well as playing fetch the two of them also stay when told to (in very specific circumstances), and understand that "bedtime" means to go upstairs. That last is usually followed by Gabriel's second favourite game, making the hoomans chase her.

The bf made me sit through Batman Returns yesterday evening, so I wound him up by deconstructing bits of it. I argued that since Selena's apartment is pink and full of toys (stuffed animals and a dollhouse) that she represents a woman's childhood, and that her transformation to Catwoman is woman's sexual awakening, which is threatening to a man's world since Catwoman is a villain (interestingly though, as far as I know she's the only one who walks away from a Batman movie. The rest end up dead or in Arkham). He accused me of overthinking it. It's fun to talk academic bs at him sometimes. :D

I'm supposed to be getting the last little bit of the Reunion chapter finished today, but my copy of Sarah Monette's (truepenny) Corambis arrived today. Oh, the dilemma!
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I made my 60th submission, only to find my records didn't match Duotrope and it was actually my 59th. So one more to go. The queries have gone about my submission and payment, so we'll see what comes of those. Project-wise, I'm still stalled. A flash and a short story are both trying to get written, and I've markets in mind for both. I will probably sit down and do a single-sitting first draft of the flash, to get it out the way, and work on the story over the holidays.

Yesterday I finished reading Tim Powers' The Anubis Gates, which I really enjoyed although it didn't grab me like The Drawing of the Dark. There are two more of his on my to read pile, but for the moment I'm on A Companion to Wolves by Sarah Monette and Elizabeth Bear, so I don't give myself a Powers overdose. Having an hour in the mornings to read is the up side of getting the bus to work, although I suppose I could put that time to good use writing instead.

We had a man over to inspect the fire alarm yesterday, which the bf stayed in for. Apparently while Gabriel hid, Lucifer followed the poor man around demanding attention. Bless.
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We now have happy, collar free kittens. Their stitches came out nice and painlessly, so now they're busy claiming everything they can get near. There's a spot of false advertising on the internet regarding spaying though. "may make your cat more affectionate" it said. Nothing about turning them into hand-obsessed drooling petting addicts! Gabriel's much the same, only cuddles if she's cold or wants a lap to sleep on, but Lucifer is now hooked on having her head stroked - to the point that she'll even follow people to the bathroom. Strange little beastie!

Continuing the trend of electrical equipment dying around me, our TV broke on Monday. It's not a major pain - we only use it as a monitor for our DVD player and games machine, so we can use the computer monitor for the moment - but it's more expense we could do without. The bf is going to call the TV repairman to see if he can fix it. It sounds like the capacitor has gone again, which always makes me wonder what would happen if the TV was going at 88mph. Yes I know, I'm a geek.

Writing-wise, not much to report. A very nice rejection from Fantasy Magazine and that's about it. I've got to finish and send chapter 14 of Reunion this lunchtime, and then I have to get caught up on my crits. To be honest, I'd rather be reading! I'm about halfway through The Drawing of the Dark by Tim Powers. I wasn't sure I liked it at first, but now I don't want to put it down.
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Today I read [livejournal.com profile] rflong 's The Wolf's Sister, which was released by Samhain Publishing  yesterday. Before I give you my opinion, let me just point out that normally I wouldn't touch romance with a ten foot barge pole (too girly), that I hate e-books (too much eye-strain, plus I like paper). Also, I was reading at work having been co-opted into covering reception - my old job and one I heartily despise - so I wasn't in the best of moods.*

Despite the things weighing against it I bought this e-book anyway, on the strength of a couple of excerpts and the fact that I've liked everything else of Ruth's that I've read.

I wasn't disappointed.

Some of the things that turned me away from romance when I was younger was the lack of a plot, and flimsy characterisation. Neither of these things were evident here. While the plot is simple, it's no more so than a multitude of other fantasy tales, and in fact a more complicated story would have detracted from what I think is the novella's real strength - the characterisation.

The heroine, Jeren, is very much a product of her society, and has been brought up to be quiet and obedient, "no more than a beautiful decoration." For all this she's no passive female, waiting for a man to complete her. She takes control of her own destiny. Likewise Shan is more than just the mindless killing-machine that poor writing and cliche could have him be. There's a real depth of pain there that makes him real.** The greatest piece of characterisation though is that of Anala, Shan's wolf companion. Finally, a fictional wolf that actually acts like a wolf!

This isn't to say that The Wolf's Sister isn't without its problems. For one it's too short - the ending came too abruptly for me, as it felt like there was so much more to the story. This may be because of the planned sequel, but I felt like I'd had the other half of a novel taken away from me. The other problem I had was also to do with the length. There are a few, not exactly loose ends but thing's I'd have liked to have seen explained. Like the braids, and why losing them has the effect it does.

So all in all, I enjoyed reading The Wolf's Sister so much that I didn't want to put it down, and am eagerly waiting the next installment. I'd recommend it to any fantasy fan, even ones who don't like romance, because the worldbuilding has depth, and the prose is beautifully-written enough to allow forgiveness of the occasional "romance-ism."

Plus, the more people who read it the more of us there are to nag for the sequel. ;)
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*It should be pointed out that I had permission from my line manager to skive, as I can't actually access any of the information I need from reception. :D

**I may be biased though, as I'm a sucker for the pale-and-interesting fay-warrior type. ;)
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A couple of weeks ago I decided to order a couple of books that are out of print - Roger Zelazny's A Night in the Lonesome October, and Patricia McKillip's Song for the Basilisk. Both of them are quite difficult to get hold of cheaply, so when I saw them for less than $15 each including postage to the UK I snapped them up, not looking too hard at the specifics. They turned up yesterday and today and it turns out that they're both first edition hardbacks. Yay!

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