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Finished reading:
Wonder woman: warbringer by Leigh Bardugo. Okay, I'm now officially a Leigh Bardugo fan. I love this SO fucking much. I'm really glad I persisted with it. It simultaneously didn't read grippingly, at yet I found myself inhaling sharply at tense moments, so something was Really Working. Also the dialogue is sharp and funny, and made me either snicker out loud on the train, or make me hug the book to my chest. It's queer- and fat-positive, and there are So Many Women all over the place, doing things and getting shit done. The ending could have been hokey but Bardugo stuck the landing and it came off as deeply satisfying. Nim is the BEST no-big-deal fat, queer, Indian character, I love her, and also I love Diana So Much. Just like the movie, the 'fish-out-of-water' trope could have been used for cruelty-humour and just like the movie it really, really wasn't, and it's all intrinsically and inalienably feminist and I flail with love.
"I shouldn't have called you names," Theo said. "You're not fat or ugly."
Nim cut him a glance. "I am fat, Theo, and far too hot for your sorry ass." Just. YES, GOOD. I am so glad this book exists.
Currently reading:
My grandmother asked me to tell you she's sorry by Fredrik Backman. Just started. Ella is seven going on eight. She's not very good at it. (Adults think she's too immature, or too mature, depending on which adult you ask, when). Grandmother is seventy-seven going on seventy-eight. She's not very good at it either. Yeah, okay, I’m smitten.
A hundred pages from the end, and it’s simultaneously charming and hokey, and pat, and weirdly compulsive all at once (that might be my own compulsion to finish things kicking in, but I’ve definitely put books down before, so w/e). I’m pretty sure I can see the denouement coming, and it still feels satisfying. Also it turns out this is a translated novel, and I’m wildly impressed by Henning Koch’s work here. I’ve not read many translations, to be fair (the only other one I can think of reading was attempting Girl with a dragon tattoo and dear god that was wooden), but this reads superbly well.
Up next:
Was going to be Kameron Hurley’s new one, but that’s taking a few weeks to travel through physical space, as things are wont to do. Maybe looking at Charlie Jane Anders’ new one?
Wonder woman: warbringer by Leigh Bardugo. Okay, I'm now officially a Leigh Bardugo fan. I love this SO fucking much. I'm really glad I persisted with it. It simultaneously didn't read grippingly, at yet I found myself inhaling sharply at tense moments, so something was Really Working. Also the dialogue is sharp and funny, and made me either snicker out loud on the train, or make me hug the book to my chest. It's queer- and fat-positive, and there are So Many Women all over the place, doing things and getting shit done. The ending could have been hokey but Bardugo stuck the landing and it came off as deeply satisfying. Nim is the BEST no-big-deal fat, queer, Indian character, I love her, and also I love Diana So Much. Just like the movie, the 'fish-out-of-water' trope could have been used for cruelty-humour and just like the movie it really, really wasn't, and it's all intrinsically and inalienably feminist and I flail with love.
"I shouldn't have called you names," Theo said. "You're not fat or ugly."
Nim cut him a glance. "I am fat, Theo, and far too hot for your sorry ass." Just. YES, GOOD. I am so glad this book exists.
Currently reading:
My grandmother asked me to tell you she's sorry by Fredrik Backman. Just started. Ella is seven going on eight. She's not very good at it. (Adults think she's too immature, or too mature, depending on which adult you ask, when). Grandmother is seventy-seven going on seventy-eight. She's not very good at it either. Yeah, okay, I’m smitten.
A hundred pages from the end, and it’s simultaneously charming and hokey, and pat, and weirdly compulsive all at once (that might be my own compulsion to finish things kicking in, but I’ve definitely put books down before, so w/e). I’m pretty sure I can see the denouement coming, and it still feels satisfying. Also it turns out this is a translated novel, and I’m wildly impressed by Henning Koch’s work here. I’ve not read many translations, to be fair (the only other one I can think of reading was attempting Girl with a dragon tattoo and dear god that was wooden), but this reads superbly well.
Up next:
Was going to be Kameron Hurley’s new one, but that’s taking a few weeks to travel through physical space, as things are wont to do. Maybe looking at Charlie Jane Anders’ new one?
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