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What are you reading at the moment? Recommendations welcome

Chris Brookmyre, The Mirror Cracked

When I said (above, Thursday) that, at 70% completed, I did not know where the plot was going, I had a slight suspicion that it was going to bounce, hard, off the wall and rocket into left field. And so it proved, though not in the way I'd imagined.

As Brookmyre explained in his Acknowledgements, this novel is his response to a challenge from his agent to produce 'a really clever meta whodunnit that plays with the genre'. It is all of that.

Does it work? W-e-l-l, I read on to the end; the whodunnit part is flawless in that, though fiendishly complicated, all the many questions are, finally, answered. (Except perhaps the last-page twist, but that might just be me being thick. Suggested explanations welcome.) And the answers are satisfactory-ish, though most often very unexpected.

If you approach this book perhaps having glanced at the title and browsed the first 20-30pp, expecting a slightly noir-ish crime novel at least partly set in LA, you may feel disconcerted/disappointed, possibly even cheated. It's one for those with no pre-conceptions.

For me: too, too many characters, too many similarities (though later revealed as intentional), too many layers (likewise). Too much explicit noir homage. Almost ridiculously complicated, tricky to keep track of who everyone is. Not bothered about the politics, the hints of woke and PC, but they are all there, as critics complain.
 
DUNGEON CRAWLER CARL!!!!

I'm on book 3. Devouring this series. I am LOL's constantly. Like snorting unexpectedly. And for a fun-loving, action-oriented, gaming book, it's surprisingly rich with clever ideas and unexpected imagination. I'm ridiculously attached to these characters. Loving it!

Thanks for the recommend @Nikky Lee ! You and another friend recommended it, and yay for that! :)
 
Finally finished The New Life by Tom Crewe.
I've been reading it on and off for a few months. I have mixed feelings about this book. I'm glad I have read it, glad I have finished it. The subject matter is important. The story is interesting. But it feels like it was written by an historian rather than a novelist. The use of the passive voice is persistent and noticeable, particularly as I battle to minimise this in my own writing.
It's a good book but not a great one, and I wonder why it has so many plaudits.
 
DUNGEON CRAWLER CARL!!!!

I'm on book 3. Devouring this series. I am LOL's constantly. Like snorting unexpectedly. And for a fun-loving, action-oriented, gaming book, it's surprisingly rich with clever ideas and unexpected imagination. I'm ridiculously attached to these characters. Loving it!

Thanks for the recommend @Nikky Lee ! You and another friend recommended it, and yay for that! :)

Just bought it. I needed my next read :)
 
Just finished listening to The Vanishing Act of Esme Lennox by Maggie O'farrell. Excellent narration by Daniella Nardini.
I loved it right up until the last scene in the nursing home which was so implausible as to annoy me - not what the MC did, but the staff reaction to it. I'll give no more spoilers, but it's hard when people write about environments that are familiar to the reader and get it so very wrong.
Up until that point though, brilliant book.
 
*Sorry, didn't mean for that to come out blue – wasn't trying to plug it!

Just read back-to-back – not intentionally but it worked out interesting – two very different books. One a classic autobiography, *Getting Away with Murder: My Unexpected Life on Page, Stage and Screen by Lynda La Plante, and one I'd have to call a memoir, Better Broken Than New by Lisa St Aubin de Teran.

Briefly, the La Plante book has the required elegiac tone of an autobiography towards the end, though all the indications seem to be that La P, the writer/originator of some of the most successful British TV crime series ever, is hale and hearty and professionally going strong.

The book's opening has the hallmarks of a much worked-over text and it looks as if she has pondered long and hard over how much and what to say about her childhood and youth. I found it hard to believe the (many, some fairly basic) things she said she didn't know about her family – did she never ask? Was no one at all curious? Strange. Given her remarkable success in being chosen to study at RADA (Royal Academy of Dramatic Art, London) as a just-16-year-old from the Liverpool suburbs, I would have started at that point and junked the family stuff, with a 'And overnight my whole life changed when....'

La Plante is careful about what she says about people in the business – for her, acting shaded into screenwriting and directing, and novel writing – when she has to be, and occasionally forthright when she wants to be. Her 'Me, too' moment reflects badly on someone important/self-important, whom she gleefully names. (Good on you, Madam.)

What struck me most in her book, though, was how utterly devastating it can be when the kind of project she's involved in goes wrong. Not just when it's cancelled suddenly, for example, for financial reasons, but when there is double-dealing and hitherto trusted colleagues or co-workers behave in underhand ways. Or when your project is taken out of your hands and all but ruined, in front of you. It must take real tenacity to keep going in these circumstances.

There is an element of that same need for tenacity in difficult circumstances in the St Aubin de Teran memoir. I enjoyed it, but it would never serve as a 'How To' for memoir-writing. While it is never a 'stream of consciousness' dramatic monologue, as such, it felt like a transcript of one side of a conversation, and where La Plante's book has a chronology and a linear progression, this one has neither.

And Teran takes it for granted that the reader will know all about many of the people who appear in her story. Most notably her mostly absent writer father, and her famous-ish second (poet) and third (artist) husbands. The dramatis personae is complicated by Teran's mother and father both having been married four times, and she herself three times + a 17-year relationship...

However, it is a fascinating life, which she began documenting in The Slow Train to Milan, even if the reader is left with the feeling s/he'd rather read about it than be involved in it. Our paths have crossed often, geographically, mine and hers, since that time. Over a drink yesterday with someone from Legnaro, a village not far away in the Apennines, I mentioned I was reading this memoir. 'OMG', she replied, 'That crazy woman, who rented that weird old house. In Legnaro, they remember her.'
 
Cat Jarman: The Bone Chests
Just finished Cat Jarman's The Bone Chests. Sadly, it's not a patch on her previous one, River Kings. Mainly, if not entirely, because where RK has an intriguing hook and a strong linear progression, by its very nature TBC has neither of these. The mystery is: whose royal bones survive, post-Reformation and re-locations, in the mortuary chests in Winchester Cathedral? Do not expect any definitive answers.

The possible deceased include a long list of English kings and sub-kings – plus the odd queen and noble cleric – from what used to be known as The Dark Ages. Here from around 600 to 1200 in round numbers. A lot of mostly related people of whom (often) not much is known, who didn't seem to live, or at any rate reign, long; the majority of them had very confusable, unpronounceable, often repeated Anglo-Saxon names. Some were Scandinavian. The exception was Queen Emma, wife to two kings, mother of four, who lived till her 50s – she's probably the one set of female bones in the boxes. She certainly deserved to be.

Would have been improved by tighter editing: unevenly paced, snippety and repetitious.
 
L. M. Sagas - Cascade Failure (Book 1 of the Ambit's Run series)

I was looking for a new sci-fi listen, and this looked fun. And it's turning out to be fun - mostly.

There are five POV characters - a no-nonsense commander (mid-aged male), a genetically-modified soldier (male, 30-ish), a neurotic coder/hacker (29yo female), a badass medic/mechanic (gay female, 30-ish), and an aloof androgynous AI as ship's captain. The last two are pretty much typical sci-fi these days.

The plot is interesting and keeps moving forward - mostly. The banter among characters works for me - mostly. So I'm up to three "mostlys" now. What's going on?

Let's start with the excessive inner dialogue. Sometimes, an entire scene is taken up by handwringing and/or introspection. There was one that went on for like ten minutes. I don't know how many pages that is, but I'm sure it's too many.

Then there's the intrusive narration. I appreciate a strong narrative voice. Yet several minutes in one block is just too much - as there are several of these blocks to plow through.

Finally, there is the found-family trope. It's sweet and highlights the cameraderie among the disparate crew in dialogue. However, it comes off as schmaltzy in narration - especially in one particularly long-winded scene.

This book needed an editor. Simply trimming 15% would've helped a lot.

It's a shame really. I like all the characters - most have at least some depth. The plot twists are keeping me entertained. It's kinda like Firefly with fewer Earth-like planets and no horses (sorry @Pamela Jo).

I'm about 90% through with this. I've read worse modern sci-fi, so I'll likely jump into the second (and latest) in the series. There's potential here. And maybe I can apply some of the modern style to my writing.
 
L. M. Sagas - Cascade Failure (Book 1 of the Ambit's Run series)

I was looking for a new sci-fi listen, and this looked fun. And it's turning out to be fun - mostly.

There are five POV characters - a no-nonsense commander (mid-aged male), a genetically-modified soldier (male, 30-ish), a neurotic coder/hacker (29yo female), a badass medic/mechanic (gay female, 30-ish), and an aloof androgynous AI as ship's captain. The last two are pretty much typical sci-fi these days.

The plot is interesting and keeps moving forward - mostly. The banter among characters works for me - mostly. So I'm up to three "mostlys" now. What's going on?

Let's start with the excessive inner dialogue. Sometimes, an entire scene is taken up by handwringing and/or introspection. There was one that went on for like ten minutes. I don't know how many pages that is, but I'm sure it's too many.

Then there's the intrusive narration. I appreciate a strong narrative voice. Yet several minutes in one block is just too much - as there are several of these blocks to plow through.

Finally, there is the found-family trope. It's sweet and highlights the cameraderie among the disparate crew in dialogue. However, it comes off as schmaltzy in narration - especially in one particularly long-winded scene.

This book needed an editor. Simply trimming 15% would've helped a lot.

It's a shame really. I like all the characters - most have at least some depth. The plot twists are keeping me entertained. It's kinda like Firefly with fewer Earth-like planets and no horses (sorry @Pamela Jo).

I'm about 90% through with this. I've read worse modern sci-fi, so I'll likely jump into the second (and latest) in the series. There's potential here. And maybe I can apply some of the modern style to my writing.

So...I finished it. And if I somehow didn't get the message before, I do now...

Found family...FOUND FAMILY...FoUnD Faaa-Miii-Lyyyyyyy !!!

Why, dear writer, are you beating this into my aching skull through narration, dialogue, characters' inner thoughts, and even more narration?

Please...for all that is holy, I understand. Really I do. Found family is family.

Then there was some stupid-ass moral handwringing that should've been handled with a quick exchange. Two or three sentences would've done it. But the author had to stretch out a minor dilemma into a major one with preachy dialogue and self-satisfied narration.

Look...we don't need a referee to tell us right from wrong. Trust the reader to figure it out, FFS.

This wouldn't anger me so much if the novel didn't have so much potential. The plot is sound, the characters are decent, and the dialogue works (usually). I really enjoyed the multiple POVs, and the dead-simple way the author juggled them (one per chapter). Why did she have to clog up the prose with fatty chunks of navel gazing and narrative excess?

Otherwise, the ending wasn't terrible. It wound up more fiction than science, but I wasn't expecting hard sci-fi. It's not as space opera as Firefly, though.

So I'm torn on the second novel; it was released in July. Should I or shouldn't I? I've a lot of audiobook credits, and I really want to know where modern sci-fi is at. I may not like the answer, though.
 
Cat Jarman: The Bone Chests
Just finished Cat Jarman's The Bone Chests. Sadly, it's not a patch on her previous one, River Kings. Mainly, if not entirely, because where RK has an intriguing hook and a strong linear progression, by its very nature TBC has neither of these. The mystery is: whose royal bones survive, post-Reformation and re-locations, in the mortuary chests in Winchester Cathedral? Do not expect any definitive answers.

The possible deceased include a long list of English kings and sub-kings – plus the odd queen and noble cleric – from what used to be known as The Dark Ages. Here from around 600 to 1200 in round numbers. A lot of mostly related people of whom (often) not much is known, who didn't seem to live, or at any rate reign, long; the majority of them had very confusable, unpronounceable, often repeated Anglo-Saxon names. Some were Scandinavian. The exception was Queen Emma, wife to two kings, mother of four, who lived till her 50s – she's probably the one set of female bones in the boxes. She certainly deserved to be.

Would have been improved by tighter editing: unevenly paced, snippety and repetitious.
But WHAT a title. Tho it did bring to mind that constant Georgian /Victorian writer way of describing "Unfeminine" women as "bony chested."
 
I've just finished The Midnight Library by Matt Haig.

Despite being aware of the 'You MUST read it!!!!' buzz, I knew nothing about either the author or the plot / concept, so came at it at face value.

I'm a terrible reader - if a book isn't well-written, I'm mentally re-writing as I go... I did not do so at all with this book, which is huge praise as far as I'm concerned.

It wasn't immediately clear to me (apart from the parallel lives structure) which direction he would take the story in, and I was (pleasantly) surprised that he broke the formula that it looked as if he was setting up a couple of times.

A lot has been made of the fact that the pivot point is a library, and that plays well to a literary crowd. It also changes the tone from speculative fiction to literary fiction, and tells me that the author really knows what he's doing.

I liked the weaving-in of philosophy, but it was a little heavy-handed and clumsy at times. This is a minor criticism.

Not only did I devour and enjoy the book, I may have found my new favourite contemporary author.

Before that, I read Uncanny Valley, a short-story collection from Singapore-based S. Mickey Lin.

The concept was to write a number of Singapore-based stories that sat in the titular emotional state of Uncanny Valley. He's partially successful. A lot of the ideas are sound, but the writing is uneven - flat at times, which you can't afford in a short story, and there's far too much exposition, even for me.

I'll probably look for his novels, but more because of the Singapore context than anything else.

What's next? It's a toss-up between Nick Hornby's A Long Way Down (suicide again!!), which I somehow missed at the time, and Belfast native but Singapore-based Grace McClurg's Straits and Narrow, which has a great title, but does not have great reviews. However, it is a crime novel set in Singapore that sold quite well, so I feel I should read it at some point. I do love Nick Hornby's writing, so I'll probably keep that as a reward for completing Straits and Narrow
 
I've just finished The Midnight Library by Matt Haig.

Despite being aware of the 'You MUST read it!!!!' buzz, I knew nothing about either the author or the plot / concept, so came at it at face value.

I'm a terrible reader - if a book isn't well-written, I'm mentally re-writing as I go... I did not do so at all with this book, which is huge praise as far as I'm concerned.

It wasn't immediately clear to me (apart from the parallel lives structure) which direction he would take the story in, and I was (pleasantly) surprised that he broke the formula that it looked as if he was setting up a couple of times.

A lot has been made of the fact that the pivot point is a library, and that plays well to a literary crowd. It also changes the tone from speculative fiction to literary fiction, and tells me that the author really knows what he's doing.

I liked the weaving-in of philosophy, but it was a little heavy-handed and clumsy at times. This is a minor criticism.

Not only did I devour and enjoy the book, I may have found my new favourite contemporary author.

Before that, I read Uncanny Valley, a short-story collection from Singapore-based S. Mickey Lin.

The concept was to write a number of Singapore-based stories that sat in the titular emotional state of Uncanny Valley. He's partially successful. A lot of the ideas are sound, but the writing is uneven - flat at times, which you can't afford in a short story, and there's far too much exposition, even for me.

I'll probably look for his novels, but more because of the Singapore context than anything else.

What's next? It's a toss-up between Nick Hornby's A Long Way Down (suicide again!!), which I somehow missed at the time, and Belfast native but Singapore-based Grace McClurg's Straits and Narrow, which has a great title, but does not have great reviews. However, it is a crime novel set in Singapore that sold quite well, so I feel I should read it at some point. I do love Nick Hornby's writing, so I'll probably keep that as a reward for completing Straits and Narrow
I loved the Midnight Library! I almost gave up on it because it was making me too depressed, but folk here told me to plough on until she's in the library. So glad that I did.
 
I've just finished The Midnight Library by Matt Haig.

Despite being aware of the 'You MUST read it!!!!' buzz, I knew nothing about either the author or the plot / concept, so came at it at face value.

I'm a terrible reader - if a book isn't well-written, I'm mentally re-writing as I go... I did not do so at all with this book, which is huge praise as far as I'm concerned.

It wasn't immediately clear to me (apart from the parallel lives structure) which direction he would take the story in, and I was (pleasantly) surprised that he broke the formula that it looked as if he was setting up a couple of times.

A lot has been made of the fact that the pivot point is a library, and that plays well to a literary crowd. It also changes the tone from speculative fiction to literary fiction, and tells me that the author really knows what he's doing.

I liked the weaving-in of philosophy, but it was a little heavy-handed and clumsy at times. This is a minor criticism.

Not only did I devour and enjoy the book, I may have found my new favourite contemporary author.

Before that, I read Uncanny Valley, a short-story collection from Singapore-based S. Mickey Lin.

The concept was to write a number of Singapore-based stories that sat in the titular emotional state of Uncanny Valley. He's partially successful. A lot of the ideas are sound, but the writing is uneven - flat at times, which you can't afford in a short story, and there's far too much exposition, even for me.

I'll probably look for his novels, but more because of the Singapore context than anything else.

What's next? It's a toss-up between Nick Hornby's A Long Way Down (suicide again!!), which I somehow missed at the time, and Belfast native but Singapore-based Grace McClurg's Straits and Narrow, which has a great title, but does not have great reviews. However, it is a crime novel set in Singapore that sold quite well, so I feel I should read it at some point. I do love Nick Hornby's writing, so I'll probably keep that as a reward for completing Straits and Narrow
Reasons to think about joining the litopia book club. One of our selections. I'd read other Haig stuff, so he wasn't new to me, but it's cool to find a new author. Honrby is a great reward, and i thought long way down was in best in a while.
 
Reasons to think about joining the litopia book club. One of our selections. I'd read other Haig stuff, so he wasn't new to me, but it's cool to find a new author. Honrby is a great reward, and i thought long way down was in best in a while.
Yes, I have been meaning to join for a while.

I'm halfway through Straits and Narrows, and really looking forward to A Long Way Down...
 
Our book club reviewed Midnight Library a couple of years ago. I wasn't able to make the Zoom meeting, so I posted my review on the book club thread...

Book Club - 11 December: Matt Haig - The Midnight Library
I think we're mostly on the same page concerning A Midnight Library. I also came to it very 'clean'. I was aware of the clumsiness and heavy-handedness of the messaging, but I was (to my utter surprise) willing to overlook that because it was so well-crafted and well-written. It even managed to set up my expectation for it to head in one direction, before going in another (much more interesting) one - twice! I'm usually intolerant of this sort of didactic 'novel' (I struggled with and endured The Alchemist), and rarely fooled on the direction / tone a novel will take, so I'm slightly surprised and very impressed.

A third of the way through A Long Way Down, I'm seeing many of the elements of A Midnight Library. The latter's not a rip-off, but I would be unsurprised if A Long Way Down were an influence. Having watched a number of interviews with Matt Haig after I read the book, I think I would have enjoyed the novel a little less if I'd done so beforehand. I'm glad I chose not to seek out any information in advance.

Straits and Narrow turned out to be another surprise - in both directions. The first third is OK - just about well-written enough for a predictable Summer Holiday beach-read, but not much more. In the middle, there's a whole section of stodgy - and wholly unnecessary - explanations. That's bad enough, but half of them are factually wrong! After that, the novel becomes a fairly conventional amateur detective novel - and the pace and writing are cracking! There's even a well-written and wholly satisfactory ending. I'm so confused.
 
I'm so confused.

That's how I feel about some works. I finished Cascade Failure by L. M. Sagas a few days ago. Plotting and characters are decent, but the overwrought internal dialogue and messaging are too much. It's a shame coz the potential is there. It's like Firefly with a more science and a bit less space opera.

I've since read the reader reviews, and mine is definitely the minority opinion. Professional reviewers give this one almost universal praise.

I'm not sure what's going on with sci-fi. It seems like every character needs to have an emotional journey and a soft and squishy core. In novels like Cascade Failure, none of this plays out with subtlety or ambiguity. It's like the author is terrified we won't figure out the moral or emotional aspects on our own.

The last fun and well-written sci-fi I've read recently was Mickey 7, Antimatter Blues, and the Murderbot series. Backyard Starship is also very good, but it's more space opera than sci-fi.
 
Re-reading Gone with the Wind, Mitchell has a deft hand with laying her scene and characters. Remember that Scarlett was no simpering, whimpering victim, yet we are entranced by her and we root for her despite her selfish arrogance.

Also, Remarkably Bright Creatures, by Shelby van Pelt is charming, twisty, a joy to read with a very satisfying ending. Oh yes, tells of Marcellus, a Giant Pacific octopus and you will love him.
 
Re-reading Renata Adler's Speedboat “… an editor marks up the obits with ‘arguable' and ‘tepid' in the margins. I find myself muttering throughout the day arguable, tepid.” Formerly serially published in the New Yorker-vignettes by a young reporter in NYC. Life in the City.

Also, re-watched The Manchurian Candidate yesterday: brilliant cast, Laurence Harvey, Frank Sinatra, Angela Lansbury (remarkable) and other equally superb supporting actors
 
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