Oh, gee.
In the year 2006 I resolve to: |
I can't tell you how inconvenient and unpleasant this is going to be, but I guess it'll be character-building.
Because talking is hard enough without all those 'st's
In the year 2006 I resolve to: |
And yes, RORettes, that is the Varuna bear looking over my shoulder in Bob Finlayson's photo. What happened to that fantasy brick you were gonna write? he's saying.
When you review a novel, one of the basic questions you have to answer for the reader is, "what is this book about?" But with Lanagan I often found that asking what a particular story was "about" was about as helpful as asking what a strawberry cheesecake is "about". (Answer: it is about 8" across. Also circular, brown and crispy on the bottom, white and creamy above that, red and sticky on top.) Lanagan’s stories can (mostly) be understood on an intellectual level, but their true impact is emotional, and in the patterns of language that she weaves. "About" misses way too much.:)
Taut, resonant prose and an unerring sense of place elevate these ten short stories to the first rank of speculative fiction. Each probes an aspect of mortality, carefully detailed and developed within divergent realities; the brief, indelible glimpses of other worlds that are all the more human for their strangeness make this collection truly exceptional.(Via Garth and Farah.)