I’m back on the reading train after a bit of a dry spell.
I flew through Feersum Endjinn, and loved it, great piece of Banksian scifi, and clearly something he went back to for some of his Culture novels, stuff like neural laces, and Surface Detail clearly had a plot that grew out of the same seed.
I think that it might also be the work of his that was most mined by Destiny writers before the original slate all took off after Taken King was done.
Anyways, after that I flew through Prime Meridian by Silvia Moreno-Garcia. I’d backed the book back when I was employed so a signed copy in the mail was a pleasant surprise. It depicts a future Mexico City where things have gone predictably wrong oppressive but not dystopian, and populated by characters who are immensely relatable for any 20 something finding their footing in this labor market and world of digital relationships. I highly recommend it!
Now, I’m working through a few books at once.
I’ve got to finish Jeff VanderMeer’s Acceptance before the Annihilation movie drops, or my sister finishes the Area X omnibus I got her.
I’m also reading The Accusation, a collection of short stories by a North Korean author known only as “Bandi,” which have been fascinating and well executed but also seem kind of on the edge of my cultural understanding a lot of the time.
Ludmila Ulitskaya’s The Big Green Tent might be my main book squeeze for the time being though. I love Russian novels, and this seems to take some of that magic from a lot of the Pre-Revolution work and apply it to a group of creators in the Soviet era. That checks off a lot of boxes for me when I’m after a good book.
Oh, and I’ve also got The Evenings by Gerard Reeve on the back burner. A bit like Prime Meridian I felt some kinship with the protagonist but it’s a very slow burn. I’m about half way through and I think the plot’s just started? It’s very well written but it’s mainly about a guy trying to find meaning in a bleak series of days that seem kind of devoid of significance. Relatable, but I have to admit I use it as a bit of a sleep aid, since it’s fun to keep reading but I never feel like I need to read juuuuuust a page further like I do with a thriller or what have you.
All in all, I’m actually pretty excited by all the reading I’m doing. I write more when I read more, and there also seems to be correlation with my being less depressed.