Let’s get one thing straight up front. Liz Hand is not playing around. This is some dark shit. How dark? Dark net; 14 hours of dark a day; dark, dangerous men; available dark. So dark that Cass Neary, a woman her creator describes as “your prototypical amoral speedfreak crankhead kleptomaniac murderous rage-filled alcoholic bisexual heavily tattooed American female photographer” is the brightest spot in the story. Dark.
A collection of reviews about whatever happens to strike my fancy, but mostly books.
Showing posts with label non-fantasy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label non-fantasy. Show all posts
Mar 14, 2012
Mar 8, 2012
Lost Memory of Skin
Lost Memory of Skin is one of the most interesting books I have read in a long time. It’s an odd piece of fiction for me to read, in that it addresses a real, ongoing problem taking place in our world right now, told in a very realistic way. As you can see from my other reviews, I tend to read stuff that is a little more metaphorical and fantastical. Still, this one stuck with me, and I think it raises a lot of important questions that we, as a society, are not addressing, all while brilliantly pointing out why that might be.
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