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Jun. 21st, 2008 09:24 amBooklogging backlog catchup! Mostly these were travel reads, so my depth of understanding might not have been tops, but.
Philip Reeve's Mortal Engines: I had been searching for this book for a long time because I adored Larklight and Starcross (which everyone should read! NO SERIOUSLY) and was extremely curious about what he had done before. The answer:
( Dystopian Steampunk! (Cut for length, not spoilers.) )
Isabel Allende's Of Love and Shadows: I love Isabel Allende! She is a badass lady! She has smuggled out political prisoners and had death threats put out on her, and moreover when she was making a living translating romance novels into Spanish she got fired for changing the dialogue and endings so as to make her ladies more independent and badass! However, this one of her books I did not love so much, mostly because I was( bored by the main characters; again, cut for length. )
Steven Brust's The Phoenix Guards:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rushin_doll shoved this book into my hands in a bookstore and informed me that I had to read it, and who was I to say no? I enjoyed it! It is an excellent example of a pseudo-academic authorial voice, and also a very good example of a fantasy-verse rewriting of The Three Musketeers. The author's commitment to his style kind of sacrifices depth of character, and patience is often needed to get through the long and extremely polite dialogue sequences, but if you like classic French adventure fiction, duels, scheming and intrigue (and I do) then you will probably enjoy this.
Mary Stewart's Touch Not the Cat: I always found The Crystal Cave books difficult to get through for some reason, but I seem to have better luck with her Gothics, possibly because I do not feel required to take them at all seriously. Bryony Ashley has a PSYCHIC ROMANTIC LINK with one of her cousins, who refuses to tell her which one he is, even though he knows who she is because she's the only girl. This means that I despised the boyfriend-in-her-head regardless of who he might be and was rooting for her to run away with the garden boy for the first three-quarters of the book. There are twin switches, and secret Shakespearian history, and a random 19th-century POV that pops up from time to time that I could really have done without, and a lot of mystery that all kind of fizzles at the end. But it makes for an entertaining airplane/bus read nonetheless.
And now I am caught up!
Philip Reeve's Mortal Engines: I had been searching for this book for a long time because I adored Larklight and Starcross (which everyone should read! NO SERIOUSLY) and was extremely curious about what he had done before. The answer:
( Dystopian Steampunk! (Cut for length, not spoilers.) )Isabel Allende's Of Love and Shadows: I love Isabel Allende! She is a badass lady! She has smuggled out political prisoners and had death threats put out on her, and moreover when she was making a living translating romance novels into Spanish she got fired for changing the dialogue and endings so as to make her ladies more independent and badass! However, this one of her books I did not love so much, mostly because I was
( bored by the main characters; again, cut for length. )Steven Brust's The Phoenix Guards:
rushin_doll shoved this book into my hands in a bookstore and informed me that I had to read it, and who was I to say no? I enjoyed it! It is an excellent example of a pseudo-academic authorial voice, and also a very good example of a fantasy-verse rewriting of The Three Musketeers. The author's commitment to his style kind of sacrifices depth of character, and patience is often needed to get through the long and extremely polite dialogue sequences, but if you like classic French adventure fiction, duels, scheming and intrigue (and I do) then you will probably enjoy this. Mary Stewart's Touch Not the Cat: I always found The Crystal Cave books difficult to get through for some reason, but I seem to have better luck with her Gothics, possibly because I do not feel required to take them at all seriously. Bryony Ashley has a PSYCHIC ROMANTIC LINK with one of her cousins, who refuses to tell her which one he is, even though he knows who she is because she's the only girl. This means that I despised the boyfriend-in-her-head regardless of who he might be and was rooting for her to run away with the garden boy for the first three-quarters of the book. There are twin switches, and secret Shakespearian history, and a random 19th-century POV that pops up from time to time that I could really have done without, and a lot of mystery that all kind of fizzles at the end. But it makes for an entertaining airplane/bus read nonetheless.
And now I am caught up!
