Note: I am including only the books I loved in these "Books I Read" blog posts. I read a lot, and I don't want to clog the blogsphere (and my blog) with negative reviews. There were a few books I read this month that I did not fully enjoy; those are not included here.
The Tiger at Midnight by Swati Teerdhala
On two sides of a long-running war, a soldier and an assassin sent to kill his military general uncle fall in love over the course of many months in a cat-and-mouse game. Inspired by Indian mythology and gorgeously written, this young adult fantasy is a truly great read. I only read a handful of YA books a year, choosing based on premises that sound fantastic, and this lived up to my expectations. The romance is front and center (usually not my fave), but the plot line, character development, and world building really make the book amazing.
Kingsnorth is an author whose books I read just about as soon as they come out. His writing blows me away. This book is no exception; in fact, this may be my favorite of anything he's written. As a combination of biography, exploration of the writing profession, and analysis of the disconnect between society and nature, this book says things I've been thinking and feeling but have been unable to find a way to express. Feelings about what it means to feel like you need to find a "home," a place to belong, a patch of earth to own and take care of. Feelings about writing and whether the words work to clarify concepts or if they obscure them. For writers, environmentalists, anyone who feels they don't understand the ease in which other folks follow along with the mainstream—I can't recommend this book enough. I always check out books from the library (since I work at one), but this one I may have to buy so I can read it again and again.
Anything involving time travel I will read. Eighteen years after a time-traveling spy gets trapped in the past, his rescue team comes to recover him. Though he has built a life for himself and doesn't want to leave, he is forced to return to the future, only two weeks after he left. The references to Doctor Who are everywhere in the text—plus in the About the Author section and the Acknowledgements. I'm not complaining—it's one of my favorite shows—but it was a bit distracting. The story, though, more than makes up for it, and the characters and science are compelling as well.
Again, time travel. Here, a group of feminist activists in the future use time travel to battle misogynists trying to rewrite history to destroy women's rights. Sounds cheesy, yes, but it's written very well. There are surprising plot twists that work perfectly to shape the story arc, and the way the science works in the book is unlike other books I've read. It's a great feminist sci-fi read.
While I have been working on "The Glitch" for the past couple of months almost exclusively, I have begun to see many problems with the manuscript. It started as a short story—which I adore and am in the process of submitting for publication—but the novel-length version has too many plot holes and consistency issues for me to handle right now. It is my belief that it is better to leave "The Glitch" as a short story, at least for now. Hopefully it will find a place to be published, as I think it's a respectable piece on its own. For now, I will not continue to flesh the story out into a novel-length piece.
"Fate's Advocate" is a novel I have been working on for ... years, to be honest. While I'm not sure it will ever find publication, I want more than anything to finish its final draft. The plot and characters have gone through many overhauls in the past few years, and no doubt I will have to adjust the current outline before it finds a plot progression that works. Part of my goal for November is to continue working on "Fate's Advocate," perhaps finishing the current iteration's draft. There isn't much left to go.
My main goal for November is to write a total of 10,000 words, and to continue to write every Monday through Thursday. Some of these words will be in "Fate's Advocate," but most, I presume, will be in a new project that I will start November 1st. While I have attempted NaNoWriMo in the past, 50,000 words in a month is not right for me. I find the motivation of the NaNo community to be extremely helpful, however, so November is often my most prolific writing month. Aside from my first year, many years ago, this may be as close to sticking to the rules of NaNo as I've come—obviously minus the word count—as I will be starting a new project from scratch on the 1st.
Honestly, I haven't done much planning of the plot of this new story. I have always wanted to write a story that takes place in the French Revolution, so I know my setting. It will have sci-fi/fantasy features (NOT time travel, as I've written too much of that lately, and not an alternate history), but I haven't refined those yet either. This will be a fun endeavor into the world of pantsing—a new experience for me, as I usually plan well ahead. Wish me luck!
Thank you for reading!
As this is one of the most popular books this year, I found myself lucky to be one of the first on the hold list at the library. It's an excellent follow-up to The Handmaid's Tale told from three perspectives—none of which are Offred from the first book. The narrative perspectives offer experiences outside Offred's, and they help to round out the world in a more thorough way. Each character is informed by her upbringing and the events happening around her. The plot is engaging and character-driven. For fans of The Handmaid's Tale, this book does not disappoint, but there's no need to have read it to understand this book. As far as sequels go, this one exceeded my expectations.
In an island off the coast of Japan, various items are disappearing—not only from the world but from people's memories. Birds, bells, fruit, and so on. The people in this small community continue on living without these items, though there are a few people who are unable to forget, and the Memory Police are there to seek them out to keep order in the world. The book's writing style is nonchalant, just as the people experiencing this memory loss are; they lose any sense of emotional attachment to the items once they've been removed from the world. It's an extraordinary exploration of sentimentality and how we move on from loss.
I had some trouble with this one. This writing is absolutely poetic and beautiful, but I felt that it takes itself too seriously. It's written as a letter from a young man to his mother, a Vietnamese immigrant. The writing is stunning, and the topics the book explores are important and uniquely defined. Thematically, the book is about the power of storytelling, of the secrets we decide to keep and when and how we decide to tell them, and of how our relationships are changed and defined by these secrets. In terms of the atmosphere of the book, I'm not sure I was in the right mood to appreciate it; it came off a bit pretentious to me. I used to adore "pretentious" books, if I'm honest, but I've become more sensitive to them now. This book is wise, and it knows it's wise, which was off-putting to me. Again, I may just not have been in the right frame of mind to enjoy it, but the writing truly is beautiful.