Excellent, practical, and compassionate explanation of polyamory and its place in everyday life. Perfect for anyone to read if they are polyamorous, aExcellent, practical, and compassionate explanation of polyamory and its place in everyday life. Perfect for anyone to read if they are polyamorous, are polyamory-curious, or know/love someone who identifies as polyamorous. Non-judgemental, humorous, and supportive advice for everyone fills each chapter, covering everything imaginable from health concerns to jealousy to telling your parents and/or children. Highly recommended....more
Having come to know Cherie Priest first (through a convention), and the books she writes as a result of thinking "this is a wonderful person", it's quHaving come to know Cherie Priest first (through a convention), and the books she writes as a result of thinking "this is a wonderful person", it's quite possible that I was pre-destined to like this book as much as I enjoyed the previous book of hers read, Boneshaker. That said, Dreadnought is not the same book, but is just the same level of fascinating read. While last year's book was set in a small geographic area and stressed character and rules of the world over action (while still including the latter very much), Dreadnought covers nearly half of the USA geographically (as the heroine rushes to the side of her dying father) as a plenitude of dangers attempt to block her travels.
This might sound a bit patronizing, but isn't intended to: Priest writes the best action scenes I've ever seen from a female author, bar none. In order to qualify that statement, I'll further say that this is among some of the very best action-based narrative I've ever read, including Desmond Bagley and Ian Flemming. It's often thought that woman either can't or don't write action scenes, but this is bumf; it's just more 'manly' to have people zipping around and shooting at each other, that's all.
Strong female characters with Father Issues seem to be recurring themes of Ms Priest's, and this novel is the same, with the protagonist being both a young war-widow and her father becoming estranged from the family when she was quite young; her previous novel having similar aspects to it. This is where the parallels end, however, and we have an entirely different sort of woman to root for in Dreadnought: one who must learn to act, to trust her instinct, and to take chances far in excess than she might have even imagined before. Previously a nurse acting as part of a team, in many ways now she must lead and directly influence the decisions of others.
An exceedingly wonderful book, filled with rich detail, setting, and characterization. An action-based plot to keep one interested, and train-based technology that I happen to have a fascination for. Bits of humour here and there, some zombies, plus some Civil War politics that I'd never quite got a handle on before now.
This is a book that's good for just about anyone, but especially for a young woman who might be looking for a role model of ingenuity, resourcefulness, and down-right solid moral code.
WARNING: some language, but no more that you'll hear standing around a 7-11 for about twenty minutes, or watching the occasional TV show after 9:00 pm....more
Boneshaker is a wonderful novel filled with fully-realized characters, action which drives the plot's various threads into a whole which is satisfyingBoneshaker is a wonderful novel filled with fully-realized characters, action which drives the plot's various threads into a whole which is satisfying, and says more than a few things about the tendency of humanity to look after one's own more than others. "Steampunk" might be the category for this, but "damned good, you should read it!" is a far more useful description....more
When it comes to writing fiction, Andrew Hook is a sneaky bastard. He takes his reader gently by the hand, and leads them down a path until they're inWhen it comes to writing fiction, Andrew Hook is a sneaky bastard. He takes his reader gently by the hand, and leads them down a path until they're in a pleasant, lawned area with a bench. He sits them down, hands them a nice cup of tea, has a quiet conversation about various things that don't seem particularly connected to each other, and then asks permission to place a blindfold over the reader's eyes. This odd request granted, he does so. At which point one realises that what he actually did was REMOVE a blindfold, becuase everything that you saw until then was fiction, and one is actually sitting with cup of exceedingly fine coffee in the hand, and are surrounded by wonderful flora and fauna in the middle of a country field somewhere in the middle of the New Hebrides. This sudden change of awareness is surprising, but not unpleasant.
That's what his writing is like. Full of surprises, always rewarding, always exceedingly seamless in its use of technique.