I admit it. I bought this because the cover is SO DAMN PRETTY, and I make no apologies for it. It’s also mysterious, weird and several shades of interesting. Nobody can enter Area X unless the Southern Reach sends them in; expeditions are carefully controlled – and results aren’t published. The twelfth expedition has no idea what really awaits them…
Author David is on the verge of his big break when he bumps into a stranger who follows him home – a stranger who is insistent that they have met before. Catherine Warren is being stalked, but when she asks ex-cop John to investigate, he slows realises that the truth is more complex – and more terrifying.
Star is trying to negotiate mining rights in the space equivalent of the Wild West, complete with cantankerous miners, capable madams, meddling scientists and religious nutters. What can possibly go wrong? Just about everything, unfortunately.
In the near future, Earth is overcrowded and we’re heading to space. Star Svensdotter is in charge of getting Ellfive habitat commissioned, and that’s what she’s damn well going to do. Entertaining antics in space here we come.
When evidence is uncovered suggesting humanity was seeded on Earth by extraterrestrials, a tiny crew of specialists is sent on a one-way mission into deep space to find our makers. Pulled out of stasis ahead of schedule, the team find that first contact is no easier when you’re the advanced, space-faring aliens.
Gully Foyle is trapped in a dying spacecraft. When the only vessel he’s seen in months ignores his distress signal, his rage finally drives him to patch up his ship in order to take revenge. The world and its mega-corporations will come to fear the wrath of a simple man.
In a shockingly prescient nearly-now, books have been banned, considered damaging to public happiness. Montag, a fireman, torches them for a living. But when a woman commits suicide rather than give up her books, he becomes tempted to try and understand their dangerous appeal.
I've left it a bit later than usual to do my annual look back through my media and literary consumption, and I'm going to keep it shorter this year too (at least for books) as I've done a much better job of noting down my thoughts as I've gone along.
I commented a while back that this was at risk of turning into nothing but a bookblog, and I suspect that 2014 will see it go one step further and become largely dormant as my bookblogging transitions across to LibraryThing. However, I started so I’ll finish – my final round-up of 2013 before my look back at the year to see whether any of it was really up to scratch.
Yes, I’m procrastinating. Two posts in one day? What else could possibly be going on? I’ve got a document to draft by Tuesday, and I meant to have it finished by Thursday evening. It’s far from done, so I’m crossing off other bits of mental laundry so that tomorrow can be as productive as physically/mentally possible. Terrifyingly, it’s nearly 6 months since I last jotted notes here on my recent reading. In the meantime, I’ve finished 32 books (what can I say, the longer commute and the part-time work suit me down to the ground). As last time, links go to my commentary elsewhere online.
There are some books that never leave you. The characters and stories remain as vivid in adulthood as […]
Three brutalised teenagers escape a monastery that turns out hardened soldiers for God. They stumble into the clutches of the most powerful empire in the region and unwittingly provoke a war between the monks and the empire’s peerless warrior class.
This is not what the book appears to be about from reading the blurb.
Anderson Lake is a Calorie Man, hunting Bangkok’s markets for foodstuffs long thought to be extinct. There he meets the windup girl Emiko – one of the New People, engineered to satisfy a rich man’s whims, then abandoned to the slums. Welcome to a near-future where oil has run out, seas are rising, and food safety is in the hands of a ruthless few.
I am currently engaged in a number of reading challenges, largely over-lapping: :: to read the fiction on […]