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Have finished:
An unkindness of ghosts by Rivers Solomon. Wow. I… might need processing time about this one, but wanted to get scrappy thoughts down, at least. ( Relatively long under the cut )
Currently reading:
The Odyssey translated by Emily Wilson. Paused it over Swancon, but have now read books 5 and 6, and really enjoying it in a way that I don’t have much to comment on at the moment, exactly, but it’s good.
Who fears death by Nnedi Okorafor. I didn’t intentionally set out to read two deeply grim narratives back to back, but here we are… and my god this is good. I have been inhaling it at about a hundred pages a day for the last three days. Heads up for graphic (past) rape and brutality in the first few chapters, as a content note. There’s also female circumcision, but that part is not as grim as it might read to a western eye.
I am fully here for Oneyesonwu and her shpaeshifting, and her magic and her world. I love the initiation rite and what it means, and what that does to the shape of the book (gah, I don’t want to spoil in case that’s also part of the pleasure for people). I’m even not too bothered by the intrusion of the “you’ve come to transcribe my story” artifice which is something I usually haaate. I love the team of girls, and how it later fractures, and the focus on women’s pleasure and interior lives and and.
I’m so glad I shelled out for the better binding – I got Stefan to bring me a trade paperback rather than one of the smaller, less expensive editions, and it was so worth it for the (physically!) more comfortable read.
Up next:
HUGOS! I’ve started reading the short stories, but that’s gonna be a separate post, I think. \o/
An unkindness of ghosts by Rivers Solomon. Wow. I… might need processing time about this one, but wanted to get scrappy thoughts down, at least. ( Relatively long under the cut )
Currently reading:
The Odyssey translated by Emily Wilson. Paused it over Swancon, but have now read books 5 and 6, and really enjoying it in a way that I don’t have much to comment on at the moment, exactly, but it’s good.
Who fears death by Nnedi Okorafor. I didn’t intentionally set out to read two deeply grim narratives back to back, but here we are… and my god this is good. I have been inhaling it at about a hundred pages a day for the last three days. Heads up for graphic (past) rape and brutality in the first few chapters, as a content note. There’s also female circumcision, but that part is not as grim as it might read to a western eye.
I am fully here for Oneyesonwu and her shpaeshifting, and her magic and her world. I love the initiation rite and what it means, and what that does to the shape of the book (gah, I don’t want to spoil in case that’s also part of the pleasure for people). I’m even not too bothered by the intrusion of the “you’ve come to transcribe my story” artifice which is something I usually haaate. I love the team of girls, and how it later fractures, and the focus on women’s pleasure and interior lives and and.
I’m so glad I shelled out for the better binding – I got Stefan to bring me a trade paperback rather than one of the smaller, less expensive editions, and it was so worth it for the (physically!) more comfortable read.
Up next:
HUGOS! I’ve started reading the short stories, but that’s gonna be a separate post, I think. \o/