“All the Windwracked Stars” by Elizabeth Bear. In the comments section on some article about how to write female characters, someone said EB wrote crap male characters, and I wanted to see. The main male character here was a prostitute, so probably not a good gauge. For the first hundred pages or so, there was nothing wrong with this book, but I would have enjoyed it more if it had been what I’d wanted to read at the time. After that, I was totally engaged. The climax didn’t descend into confusion, which made me really happy.
“Blue Lily, Lily Blue” by Maggie Stiefvater. Yes, it was this that I wanted to be reading. I couldn’t request it since my library card had expired. What are they afraid of? Why does this only seem to happen to me? I love these books. Now I have to wait for the fourth? In the fall?
“California Bones” by Greg Van Eekhout. The magic system sounded fascinating in the reviews. I’d read Norse Code and thought it kind of collapsed into a frenzy at the end. This one held up better. A fun, quick read about cannibalism!
“Lavinia” by Ursula K. Le Guin. This was a delight. The ending was perfect. The main (POV) character is mentioned in passing really in the Aenead by Virgil, and she talks about “my poet” throughout, which really worked.