Tak! commented on David Mogo by Suyi Davies Okungbowa
The #SFFBookClub pick for May 2024
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The #SFFBookClub pick for May 2024
Dread curled in my stomach but I said, 'Okay,' because my mouth is a traitor that does nothing but get me into trouble.
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Humans often say that they are made of stardust.
This one just wasn't for me. I feel like it was one of those books that's all setting and no plot - and the setting was great, but I just couldn't engage with it.
I’m curious, though, and my father said that if I could be curious instead of afraid, things would probably work out some kind of right.
— Siren Queen by Nghi Vo
That's cat logic
It’s hard to resent someone when you’re eating the potato dumplings they left you, but I tried.
— Siren Queen by Nghi Vo
Wolfe Studios released a tarot deck’s worth of stories about me over the years.
— Siren Queen by Nghi Vo
As a consequence of living under capitalism, I am sometimes forced to tell people about the books I write.
Today, I want to talk about 🎲 Non-Player Character ✨
NPC is a novel about a highly anxious autistic person in their 30s who joins a tabletop role-playing group...and then all of them get transported to the world of their game.
It's cosy, it's queer, it has asexual romance, and it's very much about found family.
You might like it! You can find buy links here.
Content warning I don't have anything interesting to say without spoilers
This could have been titled The Radicalization of Lin Chong.
One thing that was striking to me was how almost all of the actors self-identified as working for the good of The Empire, but for some of them that meant the people in the Empire, and for others that meant this idealized abstract structure.
I appreciate that Lin's superhuman abilities were created/"unlocked" by a random experience she had, rather than heredity/Chosen One/etc.
As the sun rose and the drums beat out the first watch of the day, Lu Junyi forced her hands to tie a sash, to slide slippers onto her feet. To twist her hair back and secure it in her usual polished style. As if she could don a new skin firmly enough to howl another reality into existence.
Only those who had money could dismiss its concerns as gauche.