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Musical Update: July 2018

Firstly, karaoke. I’m still being volunteered for karaoke at FantasyCon this year, and I was sort of settled between Dusty Springfield’s Son Of A Preacher Man and You Can’t Hurry Love by The Supremes. Then a friend jokes that she wants to sing The Phantom of the Opera, and I – not having seen the film, and not really remembering much of the song – am cheerfully egging her on.

Until she volunteers me for Christine’s part.

And I go and listen to the damn song.

*cue WTF face*

So, uh. I did some singing where not too many people can hear me and…I can (just about) hit those notes. I’d need a bucketload of courage and a few drinks beforehand, but…

Why am I even considering this?!

In other news, I’ve spent this weekend listening to a bunch of random (and I do mean random!) music. A friend at work made me a sort-of-mixtape – aka. he listed a bunch of songs – and so I’ve spent some of the weekend bouncing between Roddy Woomble (don’t ask about the name), Father John Misty, Scissor Sisters and Beck, with some added Queens of the Stone Age and Patrick Wolf thrown in. Said friend is nothing if not eclectic!

I’ve also finally listened to Frank Turner’s new album, Be More Kind – I was a bit hesitant as Frank Turner brings up a lot of memories, but I really like Be More Kind and Blackout, and I’m definitely going to get the album so I can listen to the others on repeat.

I’m also delving into Imagine Dragons, Cash Cash, The Chainsmokers, Clean Bandit, Bears Den and Walking On Cars, so it’s been a fairly random but also quite musical couple of months!

Have my current favourite upbeat tune to brighten your day 🙂

A Random Kate Update: July

Thames River viewUgh. I’ve hit the job anxiety stage, which hopefully won’t last long before it gets to the ok-I’m-doing-good stage, but is not fun while it lasts. I had my 3-month review (3 months?! HOW!) and work are still happy, which is awesome, and I’m still loving it, which is even more awesome, and I’m making friends and plotting world domination and eating cake and reading books.

It rocks!

Apart from the anxiety which is just….my daft brain. My colleague has been absolutely wonderful with it (I may have cried on him a little bit…) and it’s mostly under control, so I’m hoping it lasts!

I’ve been investigating more bits of Oxford; I ended up randomly going out for dinner with a friend earlier this week, went out for cake with some work friends yesterday, am going out again at the end of the week (yeah, this week is taking up all my social spoons!) – it’s really nice to have the energy to explore and see people.

The housing situation (aka. I can’t stay at Jo’s forever, lovely as she is) is hopefully getting sorted *fingers crossed* and I still get to walk down the river every morning for my commute, and I’ve been getting some writing done…

I’d just like the weather to be a little less hot (if only because it makes it hard to sleep, and restless + anxiety brain = nightmares) but hey, I can live with sunshine when Oxford’s a beautiful city to wander around.

So everything is still grand! I have spoons and not too much anxiety and I’m getting to read amazing books as part of my job, and life currently rocks!

Review: Aliette de Bodard’s Xuya Universe

I’ve already reviewed The Tea Master And The Detective, which I really enjoyed, and it definitely put these two novellas on my reading list! All three are set in the same universe and while they’re not linked, some characters do weave in and out.

Also, incidentally, a really interesting thread from Aliette on the background!

I also want a novel in this universe pls. Or a series of novels. Moar writing anyway!

On A Red Station, Drifting

On a red station, drifting coverFor generations Prosper Station has thrived under the guidance of its Honoured Ancestress: born of a human womb, the station’s artificial intelligence has offered guidance and protection to its human relatives.

But war has come to the Dai Viet Empire. Prosper’s brightest minds have been called away to defend the Emperor; and a flood of disorientated refugees strain the station’s resources. As deprivations cause the station’s ordinary life to unravel, uncovering old grudges and tearing apart the decimated family, Station Mistress Quyen and the Honoured Ancestress struggle to keep their relatives united and safe. What Quyen does not know is that the Honoured Ancestress herself is faltering, her mind eaten away by a disease that seems to have no cure; and that the future of the station itself might hang in the balance…

I absolutely adore the worldbuilding for these books. I love the idea that your ancestors stay with you, ghosts who can advise; also the mind ships and space stations, minds housed within perfectly formed structures built for them to control – except that sometimes, they fail…

And this novella is about one that is failing, in the midst of the confusions of a war and refugees arriving and political chaos; and because the station looks after her descendants, she’s a member of the family. She’s a mind that’s always been there – particularly for Station Mistress Quyen, who dreads the silence and loneliness. But Quyen has other tensions; her family is fracturing, and when a former magistrate arrives claiming sanctuary, the problem of what to do with someone from a different social league and with different views adds to the tensions.

I adore the writing and the characters in Red Station; the sly jabs and bare-faced insults in poetry form, or said by what is not said, or saying the wrong or right thing – almost a battle of blades and swords except done at every social interaction. The different views on the war, the running of a space station, all bleed into every phrase – and then the way everything comes together at the ending is lovely, and heart-breaking.

This isn’t a heavy read, despite the tensions and the background; it’s about the characters and their interactions, their choices, and de Bodard writes with a light touch despite the darker themes.

The Citadel of Weeping Pearls

citadel of weeping pearls cover

Thirty years ago, threatened by an invading fleet from the Dai Viet Empire, the Citadel disappeared and was never seen again.

But now the Dai Viet Empire itself is under siege, on the verge of a war against an enemy that turns their own mindships against them; and the Empress, who once gave the order to raze the Citadel, is in desperate needs of its weapons. Meanwhile, on a small isolated space station, an engineer obsessed with the past works on a machine that will send her thirty years back, to the height of the Citadel’s power.

But the Citadel’s disappearance still extends chains of grief and regrets all the way into the fraught atmosphere of the Imperial Court; and this casual summoning of the past might have world-shattering consequences…

This is a quieter story than Red Station – or more personal. War has come to the Empire, and the Citadel of Weeping Pearls may provide a weapon that enables the Empire to fight back…but the Citadel vanished many years ago. And finding it may prove more problematic than expected…

I love the way the personal relationships dominate this story; both of the main threads want to find the Citadel for their own personal reasons, even though it’s a scientific challenge and a military necessity respectively; one protagonist has lost her mother, the other her daughter. And it’s these tugs that pull the story onwards; never dramatic and always told with a light hand, but with some thoughtful threads and wonderful worldbuilding wound in. I liked the ending of this, too – no spoilers, but just to say that I liked that everything wasn’t neatly tied into a solution.

Together, all three novellas make a lovely collection that expands the universe every time you read them – and I sincerely hope there will be more in the same universe to come!