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Release Day for House of Binding Thorns! (UK)

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…t have to be long reviews–I’ll take inarticulate squeeing too *grin*) or recommending to a friend would help immensely. Here are a few blog posts I did for the release: –“Unfamiliar Rooms: Magic and Dread in Kari Sperring’s The Grass King’s Concubine” at Tor.com –Geography of alternate destroyed Paris and terrible bilingual puns at Mary Robinette Kowal’s My Favourite Bit –“In Defence of Uncanny Punctuation” at Chuck Wendig’s blog: a blog post with…

In Everlasting Wisdom

…Propaganda, aliens, and the unlikely friendship between a harmoniser who enforces compliance to the state, and a down-on-her-luck woman. Where to Buy Indiebound Amazon Buy Now…

At the Crossroads of Shadow and Bone

…As refugees flee the hunger of the Maw which chews people and cities on its relentless path, one girl meets a woman from the future… In Alma Alexander’s Children of a Different Sky….

The House, in Winter

…ttered Wings | Book 2. The House of Binding Thorns | Book 3. The House of Sundering Flames | Book 3.5. Of Dragons, Feasts and Murders | Book 3.6. Of Charms, Ghosts and Grievances The Dominion of the Fallen Reading Order (Complete) 0.2. “Of Books, and Earth, and Courtship” | 0.5. “In Morningstar’s Shadow” | 0.6. “Against the Encroaching Darkness” | 0.7. “The Death of Aiguillon” | 0.8 “Court of Birth, Court of Strength” | 0.9. “The House, in Winter”…

Memorials

…the cabal of aunts who know what is good for you (even if you don’t!). Cam finds Pham Thi Thanh Ha in her house, as she expected. By now, she doesn’t question the aunts’ knowledge or how they came by it. She does what she’s told to, an obedient daughter beholden to her elders, never raising a fuss or complaining– the shining example of filial piety extolled in the tales her girlfriend Thuy so painstakingly reconstitutes in her spare hours. Shortl…

In the Lands of the Spill

…A story of feral AIs, flooded Vietnam, and the lands of the Spill… Locus Award finalist, 2020, Best Short Story It was a quiet stretch of the Red River: glistening waters that parted under my legs, and the damaged karst pillars rising on either side of me like fallen fortresses, and the remnants of the pre-Spill factories: the sharp fragments of faceted domes, the corroded walls, the forlorn ruins of the era of unbridled excesses….

In the Age of Iron and Ashes

…They ran the girl down, in the grey light of dawn: a ring of copper-mailed horsemen, racing after her until her exhaustion finally felled her….

Golden Lilies

…a while that I realised my head had gone through the pine wood. I felt — light, empty, as if something had been torn out of me — more insubstantial than flesh and bones and muscles. Gradually, I made out stumbling words, coming from outside my grave: “I pray that you will come and be present; that you will grant to your posterity that they may be prosperous and blessed by good fortune. Reverently I present the fivefold sacrifice . . .”…