This whimsical novella was just what I needed to sate my thirst for more Stormlight until November.
This is the sort of fantasy that I would like to see rise to the top of the genre. It isn’t violent or raunchy, and it could easily be enjoyed by someone who doesn’t normally read fantasy. And most of all, it provides the reader with rich escapism.
What makes someone a good person? Being a hero? Following passions? These might be qualifications in the eyes of most, but not in the eyes of David Brooks.
You Shall Know Our Velocity! drew me in from the start with its numerous questions—What happened to Will’s face? Where did Will get this money? Why does he want to get rid of it?—and leaves me with just as many by the end.
The Farthest Shore continues to prove that Le Guin is a master not just of fantasy but of writing itself.
Opening the final book in a series you’ve loved dearly is never an easy thing to do. I was on the one hand so excited to read the conclusion to Riyria Revelations but on the other so reluctant to say goodbye to these wonderful characters.
When it’s done right, I love weird fiction. But it has to be weird for a purpose, and Saunders is, in my opinion, the master of weird.