Read Left Hand of Darkness by Ursula K. Le Guin and The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood recently. Both top drawer, for very different though sometimes intersecting reasons. Rated Handmaid’s Tale higher than I had expected to given I haven’t been super enamoured with Atwood’s prose in the past. This was very tightly written—little room for florid language or unnecessary flourishes.
Now reading Brian Catling’s The Vorrh. Really excellent so far. Fantasy about a potentially infinite forest named the Vorrh which contains many strange things, a re-imagining colonialism smashing together countless myths—he’s created some very interesting characters so far, though I’m worried they’ll remain kind of abstract. Looking forward to him hopefully fleshing some of these out further now I’m breaking into it. Some tremendous flights of fancy in here, and a lot of sharp writing. A few clunky and/or overblown sections, but I’m more than willing to forgive the author given the imagination he’s displaying. Haven’t been this absorbed by a book’s ‘world’ in a long time.