“The King of Attolia” by Megan Whalen Turner. Since I was on a bit of a roll, I might as well continue, right? I almost stayed up all night to read the second half, and then the next morning caught myself accidentally reading ten pages the next morning before work. These books do so much right – characters, plot (so much plot!), all the scenes pulling their weight. There are scenes full of banter, but it all serves character and plot!
“A Conspiracy of Kings” by Megan Whalen Turner. This was the whole point of the previous three, so here we are. There wasn’t enough Eugenides, in my opinion.
“Mother London” by Michael Moorcock. I don’t think I’d ever read a book by him before, so I picked one at random. This might not have been the best place to start. The story travels back and forth in time following three people who share a peculiar psychic ability that they don’t really control. It’s about how London was affected by the aftermath of WWII, with the displacement that happened during rebuilding, etc., and Brexit is an interesting time to revisit that. It wasn’t until the end that I decided the plot was primarily about a love triangle. If it wasn’t a library book that needs to go back, I might consider reading it again now that I have a clue. The language was really quite lovely, but as a whole it was hard to grok the first time through.