“Sense and Sensibility” by Jane Austen. So I, um, won a kindle fire at my holiday party a couple of months ago. This was the first book I read on it. I found it a nice form factor and comfortable to read off of, but I found it easier to put down and not pick up than an actual book, maybe because you have to turn it on. The wrap-up of Eleanor’s storyline seemed too easy to me, not that I wasn’t happy for her or anything, but I felt like it should have been less of a surprise and more motivated.
“Graceling” by Kristin Cashore. Oh my god, a book I chose myself! The boy wandered off with this when he’d finished all that GRRM stuff. He told me it was “a good first novel” which is damning with faint praise but whatever. However, when I was reading along, I could see what he meant; it lacked a certain elegance in execution. The idea was really cool, though. I loved Po’s grace. And the plot moved right along.
“The Fox Woman“ by Kij Johnson. I’ve read three of her short stories, and all have stuck with me enough that I’ve even forced them on other people (!). Those stories were 26 monkeys also the abyss, Ponies (which some people have gotten angry with me for recommending, but I think that’s what makes it effective), and some really disturbing thing about being trapped in an escape pod with a really tactile alien. Anyway, so I was happy to see she had some novels, and I requested the first one from the library.
It’s told as three diaries woven together, the POVs charming and profound. I mentioned to my Japanese friend what I was reading, and she said, “Oh, children’s story,” so I told her there was a fair bit of sex. She asked me if they got married, and I said yes, so we agreed maybe it was the same one. The fox magic version of a fairy world was brilliant, also.