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War Maid's Choice - David Weber

Re-read on a sunny day in the garden. Noble paladin Bahzell has been attracted to Leanna since he first met her (a book or two ago), but she was fifteen when they first met and he was forty-ish (he's a Hradani, who routinely live to 200), so he thoroughly stamped on that. Only now Leanna's twenty-one and she's had quite enough of waiting, thank you. There's also a major military campaign, with added demons, and an assassination plot, but getting Bahzell and Leanna hitched is the main plot-token for the series arc.

Sword of the South - David Weber

This is a new series that picks up after War Maid's Choice, how far after is not immediately clear. Bahzell and Leanna are now running an inn (why two senior nobles and paladins are running an inn takes a long time to justify and I really don't think it entirely makes sense) and now have a sub-teen daughter, Gwynna, who has some great expectations built around her, much to their concern. Into this wanders a cipher of a man, a scarred warrior with no memory of his name or history, but who turns out to be spectacularly capable with sword, bow or harp. Kenhodan, the name he chooses, and Bahzelll are quickly caught up in an ongoing mission of Wencit, the 2000yo (and last) wild wizard, because a noble down south has been engaging in dark sorcery and she's next on Wencit's list of dark sorcerors who need dealing with. Of course, this being Wencit, there are wheels within wheels to his planning, and a quite staggering amount of pre-prepped set-up.

This is told from Kenhodans's viewpoint, not Bahzell's, which makes for a substantial difference from the earlier books, not necessarily a bad one, but a little jarring. Meanwhile Leanna is very quickly put on a bus, which is less than ideal - "you've had the kid, you don't matter anymore" is definitely a possible reading. My main worry though, is wrapped up around Kenhodan and Gwynna, because he's thirty-something, she's pre-teen, possibly sub-ten, and there are very definite indications they'll become a couple before the series is up. Weber's trying to write his way around the problem, but solving the difference in physical maturation will not make it okay, Gwynna will still emotionally be pre-pubescent, no matter how often he tells us that she'd putting childish things behind her.

And on purely personal irritation grounds, "Kenhodan" doesn't work as a name for me, I automatically want to read it as 'Ken Hodan' and I'm jarred every time it doesn't read that way.

Judas Unchained, Peter F Hamilton

Accidental reread of the 2nd part of the Commonwealth duology, all 1235 pages of it.

Salvation, Peter F Hamilton

First book of the Salvation trilogy. This is structurally interesting. First you have Feriton Kayne, who is hunting an alien hiding among the senior security executives of 23rd century Earth, He has four of them - his own corporate security boss Yuri, Callum who represents the separate liberal sub-culture, Alic an FBI troubleshooter, and Kandara who is a mercenary with a speciality in hunting terrorists - stuck with him for 48 hours on an isolated journey, and he investigates their background for anomalies by having them tell stories. So that's one level of the narrative. The next level of the narrative are the stories, in effect five short novelettes that teach us who these people are and what their world is like - Callum is the only one who would count as a nice guy. And then the third level is set in the far future, where Humanity is being hunted by its enemy, and a small clan of children - ten boys, three girls - are being taught to be the next generation of warriors in the war against the enemy. This focuses on two kids, Dellian, who is a boy, and therefore destined to be thickset and a born warrior, and Yirella a girl, therefore destined to be willowy, with a large head, and special adaptions so her brainpower doesn't overheat her while she strategizes. And part of the way they are taught is by telling them stories about the five 'Saints', the same stories those Saints are telling Feriton.

While the narrative structure is complex, it does basically work. The problem for me was I didn't like the narrative about the kids nearly as much as I liked the paired narratives about 23rd century Earth, which has deeply developed worldbuilding versus the rather blah worldbuilding of the far future.

Though strongly in its favour it does pull off a completely shocking climax.

Instruments of Darkness - Alfred Price

A history of electronic warfare in WWII, focusing particularly on the bomber campaigns. Contains some gloriously British improvised muddling through, such as Aspirin, a ground-based jammer to beat the German Knickebein beam system used to guide their bombers, which was a jammer cobbled together from a hospital diathermy set (used for cauterisation) rigged up to an aerial and installed in local police stations. When it was needed the RAF would ring the police station and the officer on desk duty would turn it on. And when the RAF realised that Germany was building a network of air defence radars all across the Continent one of the methods they used to find them was to give RAF bombers crossing occupied territory a bunch of packages to be tossed out one by one as they went. The packages contained a set of instructions saying roughly "If the Germans have been building any big weird metal things near here, can you write down where it is on the form and attach it to the included homing pigeon".

This is very good, Price knows his stuff - he was an RAF officer, and he's rewritten it at least once as new stuff came out of the archives.

Webcomics Roundup

Requiem - second webcomic in a couple of months to reach a climax that left me unimpressed. Here the problem is at least promised a fix - the author has been clear for a long time that there'll be a second webcomic to finish the overall story - it's just the way they finished this one (after c16 years of five comics a week) was to come to a complete stop. It basically ends on the primary protagonist saying "I know how we'll get them for this," 'this' being killing everyone on the planet except for the c30,000* the conspiracy of good-guys managed to get into isolated survivalist colonies. The epilogue with the two characters who've turned into effective pre-cogs telling each other "It was agony not being able to tell him his wife was going to die" didn't help.

* That 30,000 excluding pretty much every secondary character who had fallen out of the primary narrative. Half the surviving characters are now missing close relatives.

Skin Horse - seems to be headed towards its climax, which may well turn out to be "and then the mothership beamed them all up".

Wilde Life - has just introduced the long-promised antagonist, who may well be the Devil.

Unsounded - currently has everything quite literally falling down around our pre-pubescent heroine's ears, in the middle of a skirmish in a nunnery between the forces of two nations who may both be the bad guy. Meanwhile our hero has pouted his way out of her control and is having a joyful reunion with his kid brother, who may or may not be entirely aware that older brother has spent the past few years literally dead and rotting. One of the few stories to regularly surprise me with unpredicted plot-twists that nevertheless fit perfectly within the overall narrative.

Freefall - appears to have successfully set up a new scenario in which Florence and Sam will be facing off against systemic corruption in an engineering environment/sub-culture. Again.

Harbourmaster - is busy teaching Tal, its protagonist, that his being uninterested in people sexually is not a bad thing. I thought it might be headed towards a climax a few months ago, but Tal managed to successfully divest himself of his controlling family, so the crisis of pulling him out of his job to go take up his 'rightful' position never happened.

Magellan - currently in so deep a hole that the proposal to get out of it by disembowelling one of the first year superhero trainees actually sounds reasonable.

Dresden Codak - I have absolutely no idea where this is going from page to page, but it looks so gorgeous.

Dicebox - seems to be updating regularly again, this is good!

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Halting State, Charles Stross

I wanted a light (re)read for my train trip and this suited my mood. In a semi-independent Scotland a company supplying in-game banking services is hit by an in-game bank raid that shouldn't have been possible and that could potentially tank their IPO, so an audit team is called in to find out what the hell just happened and so, accidentally, are the police. Which means everyone is trying to figure out not just whodunnit, but whether a crime has been committed (and in the case of the police WTF are these people talking about?). Major characters are a forensic auditor (and LARPer) and the conveniently out-of-work games programmer she hires as a native guide, plus a lesbian DS who really wishes her new DI wasn't quite such a high-flier, and the case so far out of her comfort zone nicking local neds. Things escalate quickly and by the end of the story they're rolling out a national state of emergency. This is Stross in a similar mode to The Laundry Files, managing a style that's simultaneously humorous and somewhat dark.

Rule 34, Charles Stross

This shares a character and the setting with Halting State, but about 5 years further down the Scottish Independence line (here framed as Westminster wanting an extra vote in Europe - if only!). Various people (primarily the no-longer high-flying DI from Halting State, a slightly hapless minor local criminal and a particularly nasty criminal facilitator), get caught up in an ongoing series of bizarre murders revolving around illegal fabricators and a breakaway bit of one of the post Soviet Asiatic states. There's quite an ingenious plot underlying things, but this is a darker book than Halting State (Rule 34 - if you can think of it, there's porn on the net for it). Content warning for technologically mediated paedophilia, it doesn't turn up much, but one of the instances is very early, and the later instance is pretty graphic.

The Great North Road, Peter F Hamilton

I've been wanting to re-read this for a while and took the chance while I was away. In a future Newcastle, a company executive turns up dead in the Tyne, his heart torn out by an unlikely five-fingered weapon. The problem is he's clearly one of the Norths, a clan of clones who run Northumberland Interstellar, the city's most prominent company and vital to the entire European economy for the oil it imports from St Libra, its company fiefdom on one of the planets of Sirius - gate technology meaning that importing oil from light-years away isn't a problem. What would be a problematically political case for the local plods rapidly escalates when it sets alarm bells ringing for the world's unified, and paranoid, military, because it matches the weapon used in the massacre of another batch of Norths out on St Libra 20 years ago. They convicted and jailed Angela Tramelo, the sole-survivor of the massacre, for life, despite her protestations that an alien monster did it, but if Angela's in jail, then is her monster real? And is it now on Earth? So it's decided that two investigations are needed, a criminal one in Newcastle, and an expedition into the jungles beyond the frontiers of St Libra (where animal life never evolved), to determine if there is a hidden enclave of alien monsters.

Which means we get an interleaved two-pronged narrative. On the one hand we have the Newcastle cops trying to pin down not just whodunnit, but whotheydunnitto (its a North, but which one?), which does a really nice job of extrapolating how crime and policing might evolve in a technologically advanced surveillance society. And on the other hand we have Angela Tramelo tagging along on the expedition into the wilds, as the one person ever to have fought the monster and won, despite it being led by Vance Elston, the military official who xtorturedx interrogated her before she was jailed, and who sees himself as a holy crusader for the defence of humankind. The Angela-Vance dynamic is a particularly interesting one, and that's true even before people on the expedition start to die.

('The Great North Road' gets multiple symbolic uses here -  it's the road from London to Newcastle, it's the road through Newcastle to the gate to St Libra, it's the road the expedition takes into the wilderness, and it's the diverse routes of the three branches of the North clan).

A Memory of Empire, Arkady Martine

Apparently I bought this and then completely forgot about it, fortunately I came across it while looking for books to read while away. OMG, it's so good!

Mahit Dzmare is the new ambassador from her home space-station to the vaguely Aztec meets vaguely Chinese (and poetry obsessed) empire of Teixcalaan, on whose avaricious borders it sits. Her instructions from home are basically "find out what happened to your predecessor, try not to get us annexed, don't let them know about our imago technology' - which technology means she's walking around with a 15 years out of date copy of her predecessor's memories at the back of her skull. Mahit's met at the spaceport by her liaison from the Ministry of Information Three Seagrass (Reed to her friends) and is quickly introduced to Three Seagrass's friend and colleague, Twelve Azalea (aka Petal), who has been poking around the previous ambassador's death. It rapidly becomes clear that Mahit has walked into a full-blown constitutional crisis, possibly of her predecessor's making. The aged Emperor is dying, there are at least four candidates to replace him, and an undetermined number of those may not be prepared to wait for him to finish the dying thing. And half the people she meets seem to have distinct expectations of Mahit, up to and including "I expect you to die".

But it's not the plot that shone out for me (though it's a good one), or even the worldbuilding (likewise good), it's the characterization. Mahit is thrown in at the deep end, but is determined to succeed, yet is also self-aware enough to realise that her lust for Teixcalaani culture might compromise her. Three Seagrass may only be Mahit's liaison, but she's a force of nature in bulling their way through the Teixcalitaani bureaucracy, Twelve Azalea is the usefully skilled but somewhat lackadaisical friend caught in her personal whirlwind and then there's the ezuazaucat Nineteen Edge, the edgeshine of a knife, one of the Emperor's personal advisors, who is the kind of force of nature Three Seagrass probably wants to grow up to be, and who apparently can't decide if she's trying to kill Mahit, or keep her alive.

Definitely recommended.

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