Defeating the Medusa: Hot Milk, a review.

Hot Milk, (Deborah Levy, Hamish Hamilton, 2016) represents another among quite a few recent departures from my usual fare of genre-fiction, a foray into the literary. The prose was rather jarring at first but I grew to like it as the story went on, especially as the main character changed and developed. Continue reading

What to do when winter comes: The Sunlight Pilgrims, a review.

Since moving to Edinburgh last year I’ve been wanting to read more Scottish books. This has been surprisingly difficult, since my general reading list has also been growing at a similar pace. But I’d been hearing so many good things about The Sunlight Pilgrims I felt I had to make time for it.  Continue reading

Drifting Sand and Lurking Terror: The Ice Lands, a review.

I have quite mixed opinions about The Ice Lands (by Steinar Bragi, Macmillan, 2016), which is relatively rare for me: I’m normally quite good at picking books that I know I’ll like. This one I’d seen in the shop in hardback and thought it sounded interesting. I read a preview online and made a mental note to pick it up at some point. A couple weeks ago I found a proof copy in the staff room and just like that, it ended up at the top of my list, for better or for worse. A lot of my criticism of this book stems from the content and structure of the ending, so while I’ll try not to go into specifics, there may be a few spoilers near the end.
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Magic in a Woman’s Blood: Sorcerer to the Crown, a review.

This book has been on my radar for quite some time. If any of you know me and my taste in books, you’ll know that I was always going to read Zen Cho’s Sorcerer to the Crown at some point. It’s been compared to (among others) Temeraire, Patrick O’Brian’s Aubrey/Maturin novels, and Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell, three of my favorite sets of books, so it was really just a matter of time.  Continue reading

Ghosts of the Past lurk in the Snow: Thin Air, a review.

Miracle of miracles, a book I didn’t pick up solely for the cover (though that played a part). It was early November, and I’d been wanting to read more ghost stories since having read only one through the entire month of October. So I picked up Thin Air idly, intrigued by the fact that it was both a ghost story and an adventure story. I’ll try to keep this review fairly free of spoilers. Continue reading