| [Apr. 29th, 2008|10:08 am] |
I always come out of reading Tanith Lee books feeling like somebody's slipped me hallucinogenic drugs and I didn't know it - it really does feel like someone said "What if Dunsany had been a child of the '60's?" - and Dunsany is trippy enough on his own. Gorgeous, evocative descriptive language while characters are heedlessly dragged through a world of terrible, erotic, honeyed beauty. Even her YA novels are like that. I keep reading them, though, 'cause there *is* beauty, and sometimes I want to be unsettled.
--I want to like books about generation ships, but I've yet to read one where I found the society actually convincing, or got the impression that the author had even researched RL closed societies. The stuff that's done with the interactions with technology is usually excellent (that basilisk you mentioned is intriguing) but I can never believe in the interactions of the *people*. I keep reading them, though, in hopes I find one. |
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