It’s the end of April, there’s less than fifteen weeks until this year’s Hugo Award ceremony, and I’ve got nineteen entries in the main fiction categories to read. So what the heck, we’re doing two novellas this week instead of one. And I swear, I didn’t deliberately pick these two based on similar themes in
“What if he doesn’t get better?” Angus sighed. “Then he will be like a thousand others in Gallacia this winter. The only difference is that you know his name…” I’m taking a break this week from my reviews of Books I Really Should Have Read Ages Ago to enjoy a brand new novella by T.
The trees were full of crows and the woods were full of madmen. The pit was full of bones and her hands were full of wires. T. Kingfisher’s Hugo-nominated novel starts with the action already in process as Marra – mostly a princess and almost a nun – works to complete one of three impossible
The dead don’t walk. Except, sometimes, when they do. It’s a day early for my usual weekly book review, but Halloween is the perfect day to review a new(ish) novella by T. Kingfisher that was inspired by Edgar Allen Poe’s “Fall of the House of Usher”. It’s not one of my favorite Poe short stories
This year’s list of nominated short stories covers a pretty wide range of themes. In this group there are two re-told fairy tales, a portal to another world via a book-loaning program, ruminations on wholesale slaughter by a sentient house, a day in the life (well, week in the life) of a couple of brand
It’s been a pretty chaotic year, what with family medical emergencies and other craziness (said other craziness being…more family medical emergencies), so I’m pretty happy to see the last of 2019. I don’t usually quote myself in these reviews, but for crying out loud, that comment from the end of 2019 is just too ironic
On the left-hand wall, in letters eighteen inches high, someone had scratched: They Can Hear You Thinking T. Kingfisher, author of delightful and award-winning fantasy/sci-fi stories, returns to the horror genre this month with her latest novel, The Hollow Places. The Glory to God Museum of Natural Wonders, Curiosities, and Taxidermy in the little town
Stephen’s god died a little after noon on the longest day of the year. Paladin’s Grace has a hell of a first line. I finished reading it last month, kept procrastinating about writing a review, and then decided it’d been so long I needed to reread it in order to write a decent review. If
It’s been a pretty chaotic year, what with family medical emergencies and other craziness (said other craziness being…more family medical emergencies), so I’m pretty happy to see the last of 2019. One good thing that 2019 did have was some fantastic books. Click the jump for a rundown of the five best (“best” here meaning