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556 pages, ebook
First published May 31, 2014
Each to Each was such a wonderful experience. I have to say that I'm an audiobook novice but I'm starting to really understand how the narrator can make or break a story.
And Cassandra Campbell really helped make this story. Each to Each is the story of the "military mermaids:" female soldiers put through a mixture of surgery and genetic manipulation in order to adapt their bodies to underwater exploration. These women are - as far as public relations are concerned - beautiful mermaids in the employ of the US Government. Men dream of having sex with these graceful, sensual, fanciful mermaids - not realizing how truly different and alien the women have become. Ignoring the fact that the women they are fantasizing about are soldiers trained to fight and kill.They’d flense themselves bloody on the shark-skins of the blues, they’d sting themselves into oblivion on the spines of the lionfish and the trailing jellied arms of the moonies and the men-o’-war, but still they talk, and still they see us as fantasies given flesh, and not as the military women that we are. Perhaps that, too, is a part of the Navy’s design. How easy is it to fear something that you’ve been seeing in cartoons and coloring books since you were born?
Environments change people. They change them in both small, often unnoticed ways and they change them in large obvious ways. Which makes me think: how did the government expect to understand and control something they have no experience with - something that lives in a way they could never understand without first living it, too? And the reality is that the government has no real clue as to what they are doing - except that they want to make sure the women always look like women. That the Military Mermaids are beautiful and sexily feminine to the [male] eye.The American mods focus too much on form and not enough on functionality. Our lionfish, eels, even our jellies still look like women before they look like marine creatures. Some sailors say—although there’s been no proof yet, and that’s the mantra of the news outlets, who don’t want to criticize the program more than they have to, don’t want to risk losing access to the stream of beautifully staged official photos and the weekly reports on the amazing scientific advancements coming out of what we do here—some sailors say that they chose streamlined mods, beautiful, sleek creatures that would cut through the water like knives, minimal drag, minimal reminders of their mammalian origins, and yet somehow came out of the treatment tanks with breasts that ached like it was puberty all over again. Ached and then grew bigger, ascending a cup size or even two, making a more marketable silhouette.
When I first started reading Each to Each, I felt the narration was...dry. Disinterested. Disengaged. But as the story continued, I felt that Cassandra Campbell's dry way of speaking/narrating matched the irony of the story and the sarcasm of the unnamed narrator's thoughts.
Goodness. There was just so much goodness to this tale. The social commentary felt oh, so real. So probable. I could see this happening...and to me that is what makes the best SciFi: when the reader thinks to themselves "OMG. I can see this happening!" It's the reason why The Handmaid's Tale is still being read even though the content is so dire that "it makes the soul scream."
I was so entranced by Each to Each that when the next story abruptly started I felt...uncomfortable. Unhappy with this new thing trying to keep me from pondering the story I'd just finished. I wanted to sit and bask awhile in the glory of the work...and then think awhile on how I felt about it. I can admit I had book hangover for at least 24 hours. Then I moved on, lol.
Each to Each was a fantastic opening to Women Destroy Science Fiction! and makes me so excited about the rest of the anthology.
A Word Shaped Like Bones is oh so creepy! And let me just say that the narrator hit this one right out of the park! The emotion Gabrielle de Cuir put into her narration... my God! It was kinda explosive. And disgusting. And heart-wrenching.
A Word Shaped Like Bones is the story of Maureen. Maureen - a sculptor who feels unappreciated as an artist (she "sells" instead of receiving critical acclaim) - is on teeny, tiny single room spaceship (14x20x16) in route to a planet named Hippocrene. Once she arrives at Hippocrene she will deliver wonderful sculptures she created to the Hippocrenes and then...depart?
Unfortunately for Maureen, there is a dead man in the spaceship with her. O_OThe dead man sits in the corner of the chamber enclosed by spaceship on all sides. He takes up a lot of space. He has been there for three days.
Maureen fears the dead man. Not because of anything he has done. Because he is there, and she cannot make him go, no matter how much she rubs her eyes.
He is lumpy, the dead man. He puts off a faint odor of putrescence. His head lolls to the side and his eyes are open and his skin is a ghastly color now, mottled. He was a big man, before he was dead.
Maureen cannot sleep for watching him.
Maureen cannot make him go away.
Throughout Maureen's travels to Hippocrene, she has to deal with the dead man.
She has to deal with the dead man decomposing in the 14x20x16 room with her. The entire time.
Gabrielle de Cuir made me feel like I was in that room too. I was commuting to work while reading this - and almost the entire way my face was basically frozen into a grimace of disgust. I found myself desperately gripping the steering wheel as Maureen lost gravity in her little ship...making the dead man float about. As the dead man's body decomposed, leaving brown slimy stuff all over the tiny room. As the liquid from the dead man's body started to cause the ship to break down.Maureen has fed most of the dead man’s body into the recycler. The foul liquid is almost gone; when it leaked from the coveralls, things got very bad. At least the recycler, unlike almost everything else on the ship, is holding up. The air scrubbers were another story. The liquid that had once been the dead man’s body made them stop working for a little while. Maureen curled up in her little cubby of a bunk and pulled the blanket over her head and begged for the horror to stop. Then she got up and followed the spaceship’s insistent instructions about how to clear the filters she could reach.
It appears to have worked. The scrubbers are working again.
As time passed and the decomposing went on, eventually, there was nothing left of the dead man but his bones. Maureen decides to turn all of the dead man's bones into sculptures. Beautiful sculptures that will represent the human soul...
And in order to keep from spoiling the story, I have to stop here.
I must say, the ending of A Word Shaped Like Bones shocked me. I wasn't expecting or prepared for that ending. And when I go TO that ending...it made me rethink the entire story. The ending actually transformed the story - for me - from something creepy and horrific to something horrific and heartbreaking.
Honestly, A Word Shaped Like Bones is a great story and I am enjoying the dang anthology something fierce.
Walking Awake by N.K. Jemisin (Narrated by Bahni Turpin) 4.5 stars
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Wooooooow!
Seriously. WOW.
I own quite a few books written by N.K. Jemisin - and I've not read a single one. Why? Because I am strange that way, that's why. I buy books and I dance around like an ant with anticipation...but once I GET the book...six in one hand, half a dozen in the other.
But I've always been aware that Ms Jemisin is a powerhouse. And damn it if she didn't kill this one!![]()
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Walking Awake is a mixture of Science Fiction and Fantasy - most of the plot hinges on Science Fiction but there are some pretty large components I would say are closer to Fantasy. Walking Awake follows Sadie and Enri. Sadie is a 40 year old woman who is a "care giver" in a children's facility and Enri is a 14 y/o boy whom she loves. Sadie and Enri and the rest of the planet are under the control of the "masters" - parasitic crab-like creatures who rule humans. The "masters" live mostly inside human bodies that they control - wiping out the human's conscience/personality, etc. The children's facility that Sadie works/lives at is closer to a holding facility: they keep groups of children - cataloged by physical attributes - that the masters then come and take over whenever they want (called a "transfer" - the "masters" transfer to a new human body).
Walking Awake was soooo good. I was crying before it was even really 1/2 complete: when the "masters" come to take Enri for "transfer" and Sadie has to deal with giving away a child that she has basically raised to be destroyed. Man. I was driving to work while reading that and it gutted me. Tears are never good at work, by the way. Neither is the associated snotty nose. O_O
I would say that Walking Awake is pretty complete - both story wise and emotionally. With a single small exception at the end, I felt that every question I had was answered. Every single one. Even when the answer made me shudder and itch. O_O
I wasn't a huge fan of Bahni Turpin's narration - I felt Sadie's voice sounded a little too young and soft to have mothered and lost so many children (I *think* the story says she'd supervised hundreds of "transfers"). Outside of Sadie's voice, I felt that the remaining narration was nice. The narration of a "10 female" speaking after transfer made my skin crawl a little.
I really enjoyed Walking Awake and I wish I could discuss it in more detail - but part of what made this so powerful for me was the revealing of world Ms Jemisin created.
The Lonely Sea in the Sky by Amal El-Mohtar (Narrated by Gabrielle de Cuir) - 4 stars
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The Lonely Sea in the Sky is...different but enjoyable. The story is narrated by multiple narrators with Gabrielle de Cuir providing the voice for the main character. I have to say, Gabrielle de Cuir is fast becoming my favorite narrator - the pure emotion is outstanding. Especially when she voices mentally and/or emotionally unstable characters.
The Lonely Sea in the Sky is written in an unusual format: it's written as [medically required] diary entries by the main character interspersed with news articles and incident reports. The diary entries and incident reports give the reader the main plot and set up of the story while the news articles allow the reader to understand the import of the diary entries and incident reports.
The MC of The Lonely Sea in the Sky is a scientist who specializes in research and development of a diamond-like crystal structure discovered on Neptune. The "diamonds" are in liquid form on Neptune due to Neptune's heat and pressure, forming a "diamond sea" but when removed from that atmosphere they harden into the Earth-like diamond. Research on the "diamonds" and their nature created an "instant" transportation system. The "diamonds" are somehow naturally "synced" with those on Neptune and when heated to their liquid form instantaneously disappear to reappear on Neptune. Further research allowed scientists to re-format the "diamonds" to have them reappear to the closest large mass of "diamonds" on Earth - creating the instantaneous transportation system.
There is a side effect - the diamonds seem to infect those who are in close contact with them for too long (Misner's Syndrome). It makes the infected person perpetually cold and obsessed with the "diamonds." Our MC is such a person. After being infected with Misner's Syndrome the MC is removed from her research and placed in a location that is supposed to help cure or improve the infected. She is required to keep diary entries in which she discusses at great length the diamonds and being infected with Misner's Syndrome.
The Lonely Sea in the Sky is strange but amazing at the same time. It's a quiet mystery wrapped in a puzzle - close attention is needed to figure out the final mystery (which I found pretty cool). There's not too much more I can say without destroying the mystery but suffice to say I enjoyed it!
Original Fiction
Each to Each by Seanan McGuire – narrated by Cassandra Campbell (review above)
A Word Shaped Like Bones by Kris Millering – narrated by Gabrielle de Cuir (review above)
Cuts Both Ways by Heather Clitheroe – narrated by Grover Gardner
Walking Awake by N.K. Jemisin – narrated by Bahni Turpin (review below)
The Case of the Passionless Bees by Rhonda Eikamp – narrated by Jonathan L. Howard
In the Image of Man by Gabriella Stalker– narrated by John Allen Nelson
The Unfathomable Sisterhood of Ick by Charlie Jane Anders – narrated by Cassandra Campbell
Dim Sun by Maria Dahvana Headley – narrated by Stefan Rudnicki (review above)
The Lonely Sea in the Sky by Amal El-Mohtar – narrated by Gabrielle de Cuir with Cassandra Campbell, Cassandra de Cuir, John Allen Nelson, Stefan Rudnicki, and Molly Underwood (review below)
A Burglary, Addressed By a Young Lady by Elizabeth Porter Birdsall – narrated by Judy Young
Canth by K.C. Norton – narrated by Gabrielle de Cuir
REPRINTS — selected by Rachel Swirsky
Like Daughter by Tananarive Due (narrated by Jamye Méri Grant) - 4 stars
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Trigger Warning: There is discussion of child molestation in the story and in this review.
Like Daughter gutted me. It was unsettling and sad and just chock full of emotional WTF that I was in a bit of shock while reading. The MC of Like Daughter is Paige. Paige is Denise's (Neecy) best friend and the story starts when Paige receives a urgent call from Neecy telling her that [Neecy's] life was falling apart and begs that Paige come and take her daughter as she can't care for her any longer. Neecy's husband has left her.
As Paige gets herself together to go visit her friend (and possibly collect her goddaughter) she begins to reminisce about growing up with Neecy. As children they were as close as sisters - spending every moment they could together. As they got older, life snatched away most of Neecy's childhood while Paige had to stand by and watch as her friend was abused in almost every way. Paige's very own childhood heartbreak.
“Paige, promise me you’ll look out for Neecy, hear?” Mama used to tell me. I couldn’t have known then what a burden that would be, having to watch over someone. But I took my role seriously. Mama said Neecy needed me, so I was going to be her guardian. Just a tiny little bit, I couldn’t completely be a kid after that.
Mama never said exactly why my new best friend at Mae Jemison Elementary School needed guarding, but she didn’t have to. I had my own eyes. Even when Neecy didn’t say anything, I noticed the bruises on her forearms and calves...
Her mother was neglectful and her father beat her. What was worse - to me - was the sexual abuse that Neecy had to deal with and the fact that her parents didn't give a damn. And it seems that no one else did, either.I knew things Mama didn’t know, in fact. When Neecy and I were nine, we already had secrets that made us feel much older; and not in the way that most kids want to feel older, but in the uninvited way that only made us want to sit by ourselves in the playground watching the other children play, since we were no longer quite in touch with our spirit of running and jumping. The biggest secret, the worst, was about Neecy’s Uncle Lonnie, who was twenty-two, and what he had forced Neecy to do with him all summer during the times her parents weren’t home. Neecy finally had to see a doctor because the itching got so bad. She’d been bleeding from itching between her legs, she’d confided to me. This secret filled me with such horror that I later developed a dread of my own period because I associated the blood with Neecy’s itching. Even though the doctor asked Neecy all sorts of questions about how she could have such a condition, which had a name Neecy never uttered out loud, Neecy’s mother never asked at all.
Reading that, my entire body broke out in goosebumps. HOW could anyone let a child go through this and say NOTHING??? I'm speaking of Paige's parents and her doctor. How could no one STOP this?? I was so damn unsettled I didn't know what to do. What's worse is that I know this isn't just a "make believe" incident that has no basis in reality. It's something that occurs every.single.day and it breaks my heart.
As we all know by now, children who are neglected and abused do not do well in school. We also know that children (both boys and girls) have a tendency towards promiscuity if they were habitually sexually abused since they become programmed to see their self-worth attached to sex.
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When I wrote about Bob and his mom, I based the story on a classic puzzle: A boy and his father are in a car crash and the father is killed instantly. The boy is airlifted to the best hospital in the area and prepared for emergency surgery. The surgeon rushes into the operating room, sees the boy, and says, “I can’t operate on this patient. He’s my son.”
I first heard the tale of the reluctant surgeon thirty years ago. You would think that with the number of women doctors around, this story would no longer be a puzzle. Yet when Boston University researchers Mikaela Wapman and Deborah Belle posed it to students in 2012, only fourteen percent of the students realized that the surgeon was the mother. People came up with a variety of creative solutions: The surgeon was the boy’s gay, second father; the “father” in the car referred to a priest; the story was all a dream. But the notion that the surgeon was the boy’s mother eluded most of them.