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The Books I Read in 2022

Every year, I participate in the Goodreads Challenge, where you challenge yourself to read a certain number of books for the year and track your progress.

This year I set a goal of 45 books. I read or listened to 56.

I used to go through the books one by one. Now that I’m cracking 50 books a year, however, I choose my favorites in various categories, then post the whole list with a simple note on each.

A fantasy painting of a landscape with three moons and mountains.

Best Fiction

Battle of the Linguist Mages

The cover of the novel, Battle of the Linguist Mages
By Scotto Moore

The second novel from Scotto Moore, a playwright from the Seattle area, Battle of the Linguist Mages is ridiculous, rowdy, hilarious, touching, and wildly compelling.

It combines virtual-reality video-gaming with linguistics, anarchism, artificial intelligence, magic, raves, and the apocalypse.

One of this year’s best-selling fantasy novels, Babel, or the Necessity of Violence: An Arcane History of the Oxford Translators’ Revolution, by R.F. Kuang, also uses the power of language to develop a system of magic, but where Babel is a magical history in the vein of Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell, Moore’s ridiculous novel is more akin to Neil Stephenson’s Snow Crash. They both take place in the near future, make use of virtual worlds, and have a hyperkinetic energy that keeps the reader flying through the pages.

If you like your books about the potential technodestruction of the planet to be hilarious and fun, Battle of the Linguist Mages will not disappoint.

Runner Up: Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, by Gabrielle Zevin

This book surprised me so many times, and never disappointed me. Another book centered around video games, this novel explores the lifelong relationship between two people.

I read a lot of high-concept fiction: speculative fiction, cli-fi, sci-fi, fantasy, etc. While Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow contains aspects of those, it’s a more character-driven story about two lifelong friends and the successes and challenges they face together…and alone.

Zevin’s book appears at the top of a lot of book lists this year. For me, though, Battle of the Linguist Mages has it beat due to the sheer audacity of what Mr. Moore attempted.

The Rest of The Fiction Books I Read

This list is arranged in the order I read them. It does not include books in a series or graphic novels, both of which I discuss further below. Recommended books are starred.

  • Ulysses, by James Joyce
    This was my third reading of Mr. Joyce’s masterpiece, though this time, I stopped at Scylla & Charybdis. I found it tough to motivate through when I was only reading it before bed.
  • Flint & Mirror, by John Crowley ๐ŸŒŸ
    John Crowley’s latest historical fiction is about Tyrone’s Rebellion against the Tudor conquest of Ireland, with a dash of magic thrown in.
  • This is How You Lose the Time War, by Amal Al-Mohtar & Max Gladstone ๐ŸŒŸ
    A beautiful romance about two opposing agents in a secret war to secure the future by destroying the past.
  • Travel Light, by Naomi Mitchison ๐ŸŒŸ
    A children’s book mentioned in This Is How You Lose The Time War, recommended by Ursula K. Leguin, and definitely worth your time.
  • Termination Shock, by Neal Stephenson ๐ŸŒŸ
    The newest from Stephenson, this cli-fi novel explores what happens when one billionaire decides to seed the clouds with sulfur in a fit of entrepreneurial geoengineering. The effects will create a new system of climate winners and losers.
  • Parable of the Sower, by Octavia Butler
    Many consider this a classic, and while I’m a big fan of Butler’s Patternmaster and Xenogenesis series, this one didn’t do it for me.
  • Babel (or) the Necessity of Violence: An Arcane History of the Oxford Translators Rebellion, by R.F. Kuang ๐ŸŒŸ
    A compelling magic system keeps the concept of this novel in the clouds; still, the characters and story are grounded in loss, grief, identity, self-worth, and colonialism.
  • Gypsies, by Robert Charles Wilson ๐ŸŒŸ
    A multiverse story about a family capable of imagining a better reality and then going there…oftentimes because they are hunted.
  • The Aenid, by Virgil (trans. by Robert Fagles) ๐ŸŒŸ
    This one’s as good as they say. The last time I read The Illiad was in 2010. I don’t remember it describing in as much detail the religious rituals and sacrifices that Virgil’s poem includes. As a result, Virgil’s poem feels more visceral โ€” in every sense of the word.
  • The City We Became, by N.K. Jemisin
    While I love N.K. Jemisin’s previous works, this one left me a bit flat. I enjoyed the characters enough. I just couldn’t bring myself to buy her conceit: certain cities are alive, personified in avatars, and their birth results in transdimensional disasters. I appreciate Jemisin’s creativity. Her Broken Earth trilogy blew my mind, and I loved her Inheritance and Dreamblod series. Unfortunately, this one just didn’t do it for me.
  • The City in the Middle of the Night, by Charlie Jane Anders
    This author’s second novel follows humanity after we abandoned Earth and settled on a tidally-locked, alien-inhabited planet. Days and nights don’t exist, and temperatures range from burning your skin to freezing your blood. Despite its conceptual story of survival and politics on the edge of an eternal twilight, the characters’ obsession with each other will have you doubting some of their decisions.
  • How High We Can Go in The Dark, by Sequoia Nagamatsu ๐ŸŒŸ
    A strong contender for my favorite fiction of the year, this collection of interconnected short stories is sympathetic, darkly funny, and incredibly sad. Imagine a world where virtually all children and millions of adults are guaranteed to die from an ancient virus unleashed by the thawing of the Arctic tundra. Now imagine a series of short stories that explore a diverse range of subjectivities who inhabit that world, all of whom have lost someone (or everyone) they love. Now include enough bread crumbs in each story for the reader to discover a singular novel unwritten in the spaces between the stories. A beautiful book.
  • Emergency Skin, by N.K. Jemisin
    A 40-page story, Emergency Skin is the transcript of a “consensus consciousness” giving instructions to a test-tube-created space traveler. The traveler has come to what is supposed to be a dead Earth to retrieve ingredients for the Founders (think Musk, Bezos, and Branson of the planet it came from, only to learn that all Earth needed to recover was to rid itself of the billionaire class. Decent enough for 40 pages, but nothing that will blow your mind.
  • A Gentleman in Moscow, by Amor Towles ๐ŸŒŸ
    Another strong contender for fiction novel of the year โ€” and a wonderful book to read in December โ€” A Gentleman in Moscow informs, delights, connects, and excites. This novel of a former Russian aristocrat under a lifelong house arrest in one of Moscow’s grandest hotels pleases on every level.
  • When We Cease to Understand the World, by Benjamin Labatut ๐ŸŒŸ
    A masterful blend of fact and fiction, this collection of stories explores the inner lives of some of the most famous names in science and mathematics, including Heisenberg, Schrรถdinger, De Broglie, and Grothendieck. It makes for a fascinating journey on the borderland between genius and madness.
  • No One Is Talking About This, by Patricia Lockwood ๐ŸŒŸ
    This book devastated me. If I didn’t finish reading it on New Year’s Eve (ten days after I originally posted this list), I might have even selected it as my favorite fiction of the year. Lockwood’s writing vividly captures the fleeting consciousness of today’s cultural moment only to smite it with tremendous emotional force in the back half of the work. This one made me laugh out loud several times, and then it brought me tears. Just a beautiful book that everyone alive right now should read.

Best Fiction Series

The Expanse

The cover of Leviath Wakes, by James S.A. Corey
By James S.A. Corey

The nine novels of The Expanse are essentially three trilogies that follow the crew of a spaceship named after Don Coyote’s horse.

The first trilogy begins after humanity colonizes the solar system and accidentally uncovers an alien bio-weapon that defies physics while infecting any lifeform it encounters.

The second trilogy takes the characters beyond the solar system via an alien technology that opens a gate to a kind of Grand Central Station for the universe. This section focuses on the politics of who will control the metaphorical Grand Central Station.

The third trilogy explores the mystery of the alien civilization that created the bio-weapon and gate while examining how the Expanse functions when an upstart galactic empire takes over.

Of the nine novels, only one (the fifth book, Nemesis Games) was a disappointment. I could only finish it because one of the characters, Amos, is a joy to read. The subsequent four novels returned to the quality of the previous four, and the whole series ended about great.

The series became a TV show on SyFy (and later Amazon), ending after six seasons in Dec. 2021. People raved about it, but when I tried it, I couldn’t get past the production quality and the way it ignored a vital element of the books.

The Expanse series is the first science fiction I’ve read that takes gravity seriously. It shapes the physical structures of a whole new class of human beings who’ve only ever lived in the zero gravity of space. But it also affects virtually every scene in the story. The writers (“James S.A. Corey” is a pen name for a pair of writers) take great pains to remind readers that things work differently in space.

The TV show avoids this crucial element of the books by giving the characters magnetic boots that allow them to walk semi-normally. I quickly grew bored by the show without the effects of gravity (or its lack) to make this tale different from any others I’d encountered.

I loved the characters in the novels, especially how they adapted and evolved throughout 5,000+ pages of the story. But what I loved most was the gravity.

Runner Up: The Murderbot Diaries, by Martha Wells

I read five of the six novels in the series (so far) and found all five fast and intriguing. The titular murderbot is a hilarious, paranoid artificial intelligence who would rather spend time watching soap operas than having to murder so many humans. Most of the books are under 200 pages in this series, but they keep you turning pages fast.

Best Nonfiction

Real Enemies: Conspiracy Theories and American Democracy, World War I to 9/11

By Kathryn S. Olmstead

One of my colleagues scheduled me to teach a summer class called “Conspiracy Theories.” Like any well-educated person, I’m familiar with many conspiracy theories. I adhere to some of them (e.g., Oswald did not act alone, nor did Epstein kill himself). Others, I find laughable (e.g., 9/11 was not an inside job, and the moon landing most definitely happened).

I didn’t want the class to be a rehash of various conspiracy theories, though. We’ve seen the consequences of misinformation, disinformation, and poor critical thinking skills getting in the way of reality. Over a million Americans died partly because our President told us to shine sunlight up our ass.

A class that surveyed some of the theories that bedeviled the country since the Salem Witch Trials might be fun for the students, but it wouldn’t prepare them to live in 21st-century America.

Thanks to Real Enemies: Conspiracy Theories and American Democracy, World War I to 9/11, I could do more than provide a survey. Armed by Kathryn Olmstead, a professor of History at UC Davis, I could present a thesis that would be meaningful in their adult lives. Her book reveals the actual, no doubt about it, 100% real conspiracies enacted by the U.S. government throughout the 20th century that fostered the cancerous growth of the paranoid style of American politics.

Many Americans believe their government conspires against them because the American government admits it conspired against them.

Dr. Olmstead writes in her introduction, “…generations of anti-government conspiracy theorists since World War I have at least one thing in common: when they charge that the government has plotted, lied, and covered up, theyโ€™re often right.”

The book debunks many of the conspiracies of the 20th century. At the same time, it reveals the conspiracies that drove the anti-government groups crazy enough to imagine the now-debunked conspiracy in the first place.

For example, those interested in history have heard that President Roosevelt had an advance warning about Pearl Harbor. This “advanced-knowledge conspiracy theory” suggests the president allowed Americans to die and ships to sink because he wanted the U.S. to get involved in World War II. This, of course, is not true.

Thanks to American code breakers, Roosevelt knew a Japanese attack was imminent. But he (along with everyone else) expected it to take place in the Philippines (which, in fact, it also did). Olmstead writes, “American leaders knew only that war was coming somewhere, sometime soon.”

The actual conspiracy was not that Roosevelt knew Pearl Harbor was the target. It’s that, after the attack, he conspired to prevent Congress from investigating his administration’s intelligence failure. As one Congress member said, “There will have to be an explanationโ€”sooner or laterโ€”and it had better be good.”

Instead of letting Congress investigate, Roosevelt created a five-person commission to whitewash the administration’s failures. We can look at the Warren Commission and the 9/11 Commission for how other presidents followed Roosevelt’s lead.

The Roberts Commission’s objective was to determine which, if any, U.S. military officials the U.S. should blame for the attack. Most importantly, the commission was not asked to investigate the failures of civil politicians such as President Roosevelt and his cabinet.

Roosenvelt’s enemies fell into a frenzy when the Roberts Commission pinned the disaster on two of Pearl Harbor’s commanders. Their disbelief led to the creation of the conspiracy that is still debated today.

Olmstead’s book explores conspiracies related to the Red Scare, the Kennedy Assassinations (of course), Nixon and Watergate, UFOs, CIA mind control experiments, Jonestown, the Iran-Contra scandal, CIA-led infusions of crack into the Black community, Ruby Ridge & Waco, and (of course) 9/11.

Throughout each investigation, she shows that the crackpots who saw a government conspiracy in blameless behavior had their origins in the American government conspiring to do something else instead.

As the man said, “Just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean they aren’t after you.”

Runner Up: Against Elections, by David Van Reybrouck

Elections are bought and paid for by the millionaire and billionaire classes in this country. The working poor and (basically non-existent) middle class has little say over its representative leaders. Nor do these “representatives” serve the interests of their constituents once they take office. The 2020 HBO documentary, The Swamp, clarifies that America’s electoral reality forces politicians (regardless of their original intent) to adjust their objectives to those of the lobbyists.

Surprising no one: electoral politics is all about money, and unless we fix campaign financing in the country, it will not change.

That is unless we decide to get rid of elections altogether.

In Against Elections, David Van Reybrouck argues in favor of replacing politicians with randomly selected Americans โ€” think of Congress as jury duty. As he writes, “Elections are the fossil fuel of politics. Whereas they once they gave democracy a huge boost…it now turns out they cause colossal problems of their own.”

He doesn’t suggest replacing elections with sortition is a panacea. “Citizens chosen by lot may not have the expertise of professional politicians, but they add something vital to the process: freedom. After all, they don’t need to be elected or re-elected.”

His book has many examples demonstrating how sortition has worked in the past and practical methods for putting it into practice in the United States.

The jokes about the governing skills of a populace that can hardly name the branches of its government write themselves. They make it easy to dismiss Van Reybrouck’s idea. But I challenge you to give this short book a read and come out the other side not agreeing that the solution to Congressional gridlock is to abolish elections.

The Rest of The Nonfiction Books I Read

This list is arranged in the order I read them. It does not include graphic novels which I discuss further below. Recommended books are starred.

  • Let’s Go (So We Can Get Back), by Jeff Tweedy
    A memoir of the frontman for the rock band Wilco. You’ll enjoy it if you love Wilco. You probably won’t care if you don’t.
  • How Democracies Die, by Steven Levitsky
    A shallow exploration of the title. Suppose you’ve read any decent magazine articles about the current state of our democracy and/or its historical precursors. In that case, there’s nothing here for you.
  • Heaven’s Breath: A Natural History of the Wind, by Lyall Watson ๐ŸŒŸ
    A beautifully written book that provides just what the subtitle says it will. This was the first read of my summer this year. It gave me a new sense of the sacred as I sat in my backyard, drinking a beer, listening to the wind tickle the leaves of our maple tree, and feeling its breath across my skin.
  • How to Hide An Empire: A History of the Greater United States, by Daniel Immerwahr ๐ŸŒŸ
    So what do you know about how the United States conquered its territories (Puerto Rico, etc.) and dominated the globe? Not enough is what. Read this one to learn more.
  • How The Irish Saved Civilization: The Untold Story of Ireland’s Heroic Role from the Fall of Rome to the Rise of Medieval Europe, by Thomas Cahill
    This one had been on my To Read list for decades before I added it to my Audible library this summer. I listened to it while carting students around Vermont. I’m glad I read it, but you probably don’t need to.
  • JFK and the Unspeakable: Why He Died and Why It Matters, by James W. Douglass ๐ŸŒŸ
    A good friend recommended this one while we debated the take on the Kennedy Assassination presented in Real Enemies. This book reveals a lot of information I hadn’t known, specifically the secret interactions Kennedy had with Kruschev and Castro, all in the hopes of peace. His move towards a common peace is “why he died and why it matters.”
  • The Stranger in the Woods: The Extraordinary Story of the Last True Hermit, by Michael Finkel ๐ŸŒŸ
    This read like a great, extra-long magazine article. The hermit, Christopher Knight, lived for nearly three decades within a mile of a bunch of summer homes on North Pond in Maine, but he only spoke to humans twice during his self-exile. He did, however, burgle those homes a lot.
  • A Human History of Emotion: How The Way We Feel Built The World We Know, by Richard Firth-Godbehere
    I was excited by this popular introduction to “the growing discipline called the history of emotion,” which “tries to understand how people understood their feelings in the past.” While I found some nuggets, the book eventually bogged down. The later chapters feel like a checklist designed to get us into the modern era.
  • The Gus Chronicles: Reflections From An Abused Kid, by Charles D. Appelstein
    We were assigned this reading at my job this year. The Gus Chronicles is a fictional memoir of an abused kid at a residential facility. The main character is a composite of my students, and almost every page gave me something new to think about. But if you don’t work with this population, you’ll probably get bored by the author’s attempts at cleverness.
  • Seven and a Half Lessons About the Brain, by Lisa Feldman Barrett ๐ŸŒŸ
    One of my former colleagues gave a presentation highlighting “the lizard brain.” I’d known for a while that the theory of “the triune brain” had long been discounted, but I didn’t have a clear understanding of today’s more scientific understandings. This book gave a good introduction.
  • Lakota America: A New History of Indigenous Power, by Pekka Hรคmรคlรคinen ๐ŸŒŸ
    This fantastic look at the Lakota perspective on North American history demonstrates that former European colonists were not the dominant civilization on the continent for much of our history.
  • Yearbook, by Seth Rogen
    A fun memoir where the audiobook was recorded, in part, like an audio play with different actors performing different voices. Because I’m a sucker for Seth Rogen’s “fuck it” sensibility, I enjoyed this series of stories from his life. They generally circle around (surprise, surprise) his relationship with drugs. It didn’t include nearly enough Hollywood gossip, but each story was strong enough on its own that I didn’t much care.
  • Index, A History of the: A Bookish Adventure from Medieval Manuscripts to the Digital Age, by Dennis Duncan ๐ŸŒŸ
    Another book appearing on many Best of the Year lists, Index, A History of the doesn’t attempt to be more than it says it is, but it is more fun than you’d expect. Duncan makes each chapter compelling, and the indexes at the end are, as you might imagine, a vital part of the work.

Best Graphic Novel

Penultimate Quest

By Lars Brown and Bex Glendining with John Kantz

I picked this one up thinking it would be little more than an adult-appropriate Dungeons & Dragons-themed graphic novel, but it turned out to be much deeper than that.

The characters in the book experience a quasi-Groundhog Day existence. There’s a never-ending dungeon with monsters, treasures, and a tavern where they can celebrate their victories. If they die, they return to the start of the dungeon. However, the stakes of their existence are nil, and after several adventures, they question their purpose.

The sections in this omnibus take each character’s story deeper, revealing that there is more to this adventure than meets the eye.

Note the man in the Hawaiian shirt and sandals. This ain’t a normal fantasy tale.

I’m selecting it as my favorite graphic novel of the year because the omnibus surprised me so much. I generally had no idea where each story was going.

Runner Up: The Arrival, by Shaun Tan

This wordless graphic novel tells the story of a man who leaves his family behind in a dangerous country so he can make a start for them in a new land. Its use of “gibberish” symbols for writing and language, its otherworldly architecture, its alien food, and its alien creatures capture (I have to assume) the isolation and out-of-placeness of being an immigrant. By committing to the fantastic elements of his world, Tan makes the immigration story universal, bypassing the prejudices and bigotry that can quickly turn empathy into politics.

All that ever matters.

The art in this graphic novel is (as it must be in a wordless book) stupendous. Every page is a delight, every pencil stroke, every shadow. Next time you’re in a library or killing time in a bookstore, find this one, sit down in a comfortable chair, and allow yourself to arrive in this intimately drawn, strangely familiar world.

The Rest of The Graphic Novels I Read

This list is arranged in the order I read them. Recommended books are starred.

  • Charles Darwin’s On the Origin of the Species: A Graphic Adaptation, by Michael Keller & Nicole Rage Fuller
    One of my colleagues asked me to read this book and decide if it would be appropriate for our students with reading difficulties. The book is more than an adaptation of On The Origin of the Species; it also includes biographical elements and the broader context of the time Darwin worked in. Not a bad read, but definitely too complex for most of my students.
  • Boxers, by Gene Luen Yang ๐ŸŒŸ
    A fantastical version of China’s Boxer Rebellion, where a young boy who communes with the ancient Chinese gods leads the Boxers against the foreign devils: the colonialists and the Christians. Unfortunately, many of those Christians are Chinese, leading to severe moral questioning. A fantastic book.
  • Saints, by Gene Luen Yang ๐ŸŒŸ
    Picking up with one of the side characters from Boxers, this graphic novel explores the Chinese Christian on the other side of the Boxer Rebellion. More than just a retelling of the first book from a different perspective, however, Saints is a story about loyalty: to one’s people, one’s country, or one’s faith. Another fantastic book.
  • First Man: Reiminaging Matthew Henson, by Simon Schwartz ๐ŸŒŸ
    I’d never heard of Matthew Henson. In the late 1800s and early 1900s, this African-American salesclerk worked as Robert Peary’s valet, traveling with him to Nicaragua and, later, on seven voyages to the Arctic. According to Henson, he was the first person to reach the geographic North Pole in April 1909, not Peary (many dispute that Peary or Henson actually got there). As the White leader of the expedition, Peary took all the credit, of course. Though Henson did achieve some level of fame in his later years, he suffered through plenty of lean times. This graphic novel tells an imaginary version of that tale.
  • They Called Us Enemy, by George Takei ๐ŸŒŸ
    George Takei is one of country’s more famous individuals. He first gained fame as Sulu from Star Trek. Takei later became an outspoken activist for gay rights and one of the most followed individuals on Facebook. But before that, he was a Japanese-American boy whose family was illegally sent to an internment camp during World War II. In They Called Us Enemy, Takei shares his family’s story.
  • Long Walk to Valhalla, by Adam Smith & Matthew Fox ๐ŸŒŸ
    A story about a young man at the end of his rope. He grew up without a mother and with an alcoholic, abusive father and a special needs brother who hallucinates. He meets a young girl who claims to be a Valkyrie who has come to accompany him to Valhalla, but before that, there are a few things she needs him to do. Another book that ended up being more profound than I expected.

Thanks for checking out the books I read this year. I hope you’ve found a few books you can add to next year’s list.

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She Spent a Decade Writing Fake Russian History. Wikipedia Just Noticed.

From She Spent a Decade Writing Fake Russian History. Wikipedia Just Noticed.:

Over more than 10 years, the author wrote several million words of fake Russian history, creating 206 articles and contributing to hundreds more. She imagined richly detailed war stories and economic histories, and wove them into real events in language boring enough to fit seamlessly into the encyclopedia. Some netizens are calling her Chinaโ€™s Borges.

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The Hidden Girl and Other Stories

Ken Liuโ€™sย The Hidden Girl and Other Storiesย (432 pages) contains nineteen stories, several of which intersect or (at the very least) occupy the same fictional future. Most of the stories are great, some of them are good, and one of them is downright terrible. If you enjoy speculative fiction, youโ€™ll enjoy Liuโ€™s latest collection, though you too will wonder if the terrible story found its origin in some ill-conceived movie pitch for less than literate producers.

Letโ€™s start with the terrible one, shall we? Itโ€™s titled, โ€œGrey Rabbit, Crimson Mare, Coal Leopard,โ€ and itโ€™s a mix between a superhero story and an animal shapeshifting story. The protagonist is a young woman whose family focused all of its resources on helping her rise up from their peasant class to join the nobility, a process that culminates in the great reveal of her inner being, which manifests as a wondrous and powerful animal. Unfortunately, the process does not go as planned, and the young woman walks away from it with the knowledge that she has shamed herself and her family and wasted all of their efforts to help her. Now she and her little brother comb through societyโ€™s wastelands, living off the detritus as professional scavengers, rather than walking among the upper classes as a noble creature of power. Until this one day…

I wonโ€™t go further into the narrative because the plot is decent and the conceit of Liuโ€™s speculative world intrigues, but I willย add that in this one story Liu telegraphs the bigger moments, and he seems to possess low expectations for his audience, explaining thematic intentions and character development the way one might explain them to a conference room full of high-powered, half-listening executives.ย 

Outside of this one story, however, none of the other eighteen disappoint. Several revolve around the concept of uploading oneโ€™s mind to the Internet and the tragedies and victories that might follow. Others explore a future Earth with a transformed climate or alien planets where future Earthlings are trying to find or create a refuge after escaping Earthโ€™s new climate. Some explore the past through different eyes, as in the title story, “The Hidden Girl,โ€ which takes place during the eighth century in China and focuses on a young assassin trained in the art of dimension shifting whose first real target provides her with a moral dilemma.

I enjoyed Liuโ€™s curation of these stories. The interconnectedness of several of them kept me guessing at which ones harkened back to others and which ones stood alone, creating a strange kind of anticipation on the title pages of each story.

This is the fourth book Iโ€™ve read by Ken Liu (two of which were written by another author, but which he translated into English). I’d enjoyed all of them thus far, and I was glad to have this latest collection (minus that one story) live up to my expectations.

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Penelope: a short, short story

(A couple of weeks ago, my wife suggested I enter a writing contest. The rules required the story to be no more than 100 words, but more than that, they required entrants to write the story in less than 24 hours. To ensure everyone played by the rules, the contest runners assigned each writer a genre, an action that had to take place in the story, and a word that the writer had to include, and they emailed out the assignment when the 24 hour clock began. Based on my assignment, here is my entry.)

Penelope

The poet smells her before he hears her. Her scent cuts through the mucky goat hair, the sour horseshit, and the human piss and sweat. It calls him back to an earlier spring, before he grew blind, when his neighbor’s sister twirled through the heather, stirring the pollen into the air. The poet turns, his nose searching. A warmth moves across his arm and stays, raising his temperature. She speaks a language he doesn’t understand, full of power and beauty. His heart fills with love, and he drops to his knee in prayer. He promises to sing her heart eternal.

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For My Next Trick…

I published my first novel, Gods of the Hills: An Act of Secession, on Amazon Kindle this week. And that’s all I’m going to say about that.

Exceptโ€ฆit does not feel like a major accomplishment. This has nothing to do with it not being accepted by a literary agent or published by a major or minor publishing house. Instead, it has to do with the fact (not just the quote) that art is never finished; only abandoned.

I’m not willing to put the effort into whatever it would take to get the book published in the traditional way. After all the years and months and hours of work I put into Gods of the Hills, at this point, I’m only willing to hit send and be on my way. I’m proud of what it is, and wish it could be something better.

And I truly think you will enjoy it.

~~~

It comes down to priorities. There’s only so much time in the day, and I’m not willing to give the characters in Gods of the Hills any more of my time. I have a daughter, a wife, family, friends, students, colleagues, neighbors; real people whom I love and admire. They deserve my days.

My wife and daughter own my evenings, and I continue to give freely of all that I have.

But my nights, my late nights, those are for me. And when it comes to Gods of the Hills, I’m ready to move on completely

I truly hope you enjoy it.

~~~

In 2002 or 2003, my oldest friend told me an idea he and another friend had for a movie. The story has now been through so many generations in my head, but I remember their original idea as an Old School-style movie, where a 2002-era Will Ferrell and some other funny folk are professional procreators (get it? Pro. Creators.), and it’s their job to get women pregnant. It’s a post-apocalyptic thing without going too heavy on the apocalypse.

My friends may have even outlined the story. I have a vision of a shootout taking place in a suburban cul-de-sac, but the vision might not be from their original version of the story. Whatever their outline may have been, it is completely gone from my head.

But it did sound funny at the time, and after some conversation, I agreed to write the screenplay. It would be their story; my screenplay. I was a 25-year old freshman living at a residential college with a bunch of 18- and 19-year-old kids; what the fuck else was I gonna do?

To keep myself honest, I tried to make it a collaborative writing process, but my friends weren’t really into it. They each had their own lives going on, and making time for creative writing was not a priority. They were more than willing to read the script and offer feedback, but that was about it.

You know, like producers do, right?

Well, it’s been almost twenty years now, and I still haven’t turned in their script.

Instead, I started making drastic changes to the story based on the shit I was learning in college. My undergraduate studies focused on twentieth-century postmodern literature, accompanied by an unhealthy dose of poststructural theory and deep dives into feminist and postfeminist theory (thanks to the woman who would later become my wife).

I also had a ton of free time to indulge my love of science fiction, fantasy, and video games, thanks to the band of creative artists I was lucky enough to call my floor-mates.

But as I grew and changed, so too did my interests in The Procreators. Instead of wanting to write a fun romp through a world where baby making had devolved to a “job” (with all the hassles of every other job), I wanted to combine the story’s post-apocalyptic premise with an inspired, postfeminist critique of patriarchies, matriarchies, and traditional sex roles in the modern world.

My friends weren’t really into it, no matter how hard I tried to blend my vision with theirs.

~~~

About five years ago, I decided (not for the first time) to start waking up around four in the morning, rather than staying up until four in the morning. Maybe if I wasn’t so exhausted when I sat down to write, I’d be able to punch out that second novel.

So I set my alarm for 3:45 a.m., and when the beeping went off, I’d roll out of bed, stumble to the bathroom, piss, brush my teeth, head downstairs to turn on the coffee, come back upstairs to wake my computer and set up my writing applications, return back downstairs to retrieve a cup of coffee, then come back up to the office to sit down and get typing. I had roughly two hours to write before the workday began.

I did that for about three months, then I gave up. Partly it was because (like most people) I hated waking up, but it was also because, after 90-ish days of solid writing, my story ran into a seemingly-impassable brick wall.

The worst part was that I was really into the story. It occupied my mind whenever I wasn’t at the computer, and I’d found a narrative voice that I thought would propel the novel through whatever obstacles I might encounter. Turned out, I was wrong (as usual).

So I put the story away. Just another version of The Procreators that would never see the light of day.

~~~

Unlike the other versions though, that one just wouldn’t go away. It’s been five years, and there’s been other versions of the story since, but I still considered that version canonical. Without a doubt, it was the version that lasted the longest (somewhere around 35,000 words), and something about the narrative voice, despite the way it misled me, still feels right.

So two years ago, years after I first wrote it, I sat down and re-read it. Despite the story’s lack of a true middle or end, I liked it. The narrative voice still felt strong, the various characters felt real, and the conflicts I’d begun to arrange in the plot felt compelling.

It wasn’t a solid piece; more like an attempt to build a house โ€” including the electricity and plumbing โ€” without the benefit of blueprints. Some people might be able to pull that off; I am not one of them.

So I went back to the drawing board.

Or as I called it, “The Journal of a Novel” (after Steinbeck).

~~~

The journal started sometime before or after New Year’s Day, 2018. I didn’t intend for anyone else to read it, not at first. But at some point, as I started reading it over to remind myself of various elements of the story, I began making stylistic choices based on the assumption that the words would be read by someone else, and I started asking myself, “What the fuck am I doing with this?”

I abandoned the journal for three hundred and four days. It doesn’t matter why.

What matters is that, near the end of 2018, I started it back up. I tried to be good and write in it every day, but that didn’t happen. Instead, I wrote it in as often as I could until I finally felt enough momentum to leap away from the journal and back into the story itself.

When I first restarted the journal, I set myself an arbitrary deadline of completing the story before the end of the school year (this was accompanied by a decision to self-publish Gods of the Hills before the end of April vacation, i.e., this week).

I’m happy to say, you can now buy the latter on Amazon Kindle, and I truly think you’ll enjoy it.

I’m scared to say (but will anyway), that the other story will be finished by the end of the school year.

If everything goes well, it won’t be what you think.

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Top 10 Posts of 2018

Taking a stroll through Fluid Imagination’s statistics for the year, I figured I’d share the Top 10 Posts of 2018 (as determined by page views). They weren’t all written in 2018, but these were the posts that saw the most traffic.

Using Dungeons & Dragons in the Classroom
The overwhelming favorite, this post attracted more than a quarter of all the page views for Fluid Imagination this year, including a reporter who wrote a series of stories on the topic for KQED’s education blog, Mindshift, and a doctoral candidate who was writing a thesis on using games in classrooms. I don’t know if any of my readers tried to implement my method for using a role-playing game in their classroom, but hopefully it inspired at least one or two teachers to give a try.

Teacher Advocates “Students Go On Strike”
Written in the wake of the Parkland shootings, this post does exactly what its headline suggests: it advocates for students across the country to go on strike until Congress takes decisive action on school shootings. “The politicians need to stop running for re-election,” I wrote, “and start doing the job we sent them there to do: use their conscience to do what they think is best.”

Two Types of Stories
Originally written in 2011 (and one of the few posts that made the transition from the old site to the new), this post was inspired by a question that one of my high-school friends asked: โ€œDo you buy that there are only two types of fiction stories: a stranger comes to town and a hero goes on a journey?โ€ I wrote back, โ€œYes and no. But it will take me longer to explain.โ€ This post was my explanation. Because it is a top-ranking result when you search for “two types of stories” on Google, the post continues to be a perennial favorite, even eight years after I wrote it.

I Am No Longer An Atheist
Published in early March, this post was a bit of a coming-out announcement for me. For the past twenty-five years or so, I’d claimed loudly and repeatedly to be an atheist, and while I tried not to be one of those atheists who look down on the global community of believers, I did not shrink from engaging with anyone interested in my atheism, and I stood my ground as a proud, public-facing atheist. But after a series of mystical experiences, I decided that “atheism” no longer fit my understanding of the universe. This post explains what I arrived at next.

Growing Up
Cross-published on Splimm.com, “the premier media outlet for families whose lives have been enhanced by cannabis,” this post tells the story of a night I got very high on marijuana only to have my five-year-old daughter get out of bed to ask for my help with an extra-sharp toenail. This post is one of my personal favorites.

Jack Straw from Wichita
In the days following the Parkland shooting, a boy from my town (and a former student of my wife’s) was arrested by the Vermont State Police for planning to go on a mass-shooting spree at a high school in the town next door. In this post, I used the case to argue in favor of abolishing prison time for individuals under the age of 25. And while it’s not one of the top posts of 2018, here’s the follow-up post I wrote to this one.

An Argument About Guns
Another post written a few days after the Parkland shooting, this post examines (in a very roundabout way) some of the points related to the highly-debated suggestion from President Trump and others that the best way to stop school shootings is to arm our teachers, administrators, and school resource officers โ€” in other words, to bring more guns into our schools.

Happy Birthday to Me
Written on the occasion of my 41st birthday, this post tells the story of how I came to appreciate (after not doing so at first) the presents that my wife and daughter gave me: a desk-sized fan and a couple of bags of fun-sized Kit Kats.

The Obligation of Privilege
Written by an able-bodied, 41-year-old, cis-het, white man with an advanced degree and a full-time job, this post examines the concept of privilege, and more specifically, white privilege. It also answers the question: Once a white man admits to his privilege, what should he do next?

Free the Genius of Louis C.K.
This post desperately needs an update. Written roughly six months after the stand-up comedian admitted that he had, for over a decade, been exposing himself and masturbating in front of his female colleagues, I argued that, in the era of #metoo and #timesup, white, middle-aged men needed Louie to return to the stage because his comedic genius would force us “to stand and admit and attack our transgressions in a way that cuts to the quick.” Unfortunately, as we all recently discovered, Louie has decided to take his return to the stage in a different direction. Rather than examining his own moral failings (and by extension, the moral failings of middle-aged white men), he seems to have decided that, since people already hate him, he’ll make a career out of being hateful. In all honesty, I couldn’t be more disappointed.

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My Year in Books for 2018

I read roughly 7,850 pages across 21 books this year. I hoped to read 25 books before the calendar turned over, but a couple of the books I picked up moved quite slowly, which reduced my final count. Oh well.

Anyway, here’s a series of short reviews for each of the books that made it on my list in 2018.

The Master & Margarita, by Mikhail Bulgakov

25716554A Russian writer, doctor, and playwright, Mikhail Bulgakov started writing this novel in 1928, but it wouldn’t be published until 1966, twenty-six years after his death. It’s supposed to be a 20th-century classic of Russian literature, one that depicts the greed, corruption, and paranoia of Soviet culture while also philosophizing about Jesus Christ, the Devil, and more.

A friend recommended the book to me when I mentioned wanting to read Russian literature without having to dig into Tolstoy or Dostoevsky. Between the subject matter, the philosophizing, the seemingly illogical structure, and the highly lyrical writing style, the book should have been everything I wanted in a Russian novel.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t. About halfway through the book, I realized I didn’t care about a single character in the novel and I had no real grip on what the author was trying to achieve. I wasn’t only lost in the plot, but I was completely apathetic as to what happened next.

I’m not going to suggest that this was a bad book. It’s respected by way too many people for me to suggest that. What I will say is that this book didn’t work for me. Your mileage may vary.

(As a quick aside, a recent article in The New Yorker confirmed that Bulgakov used morphine while drafting and redrafting The Master &ย Margarita, which would help to explain the hallucinogenic atmosphere of the novel).

God In Search of Man: A Philosophy of Judaism, by Abraham Joshua Heschel

533868This was perhaps my favorite book of the year, and it is definitely my favorite religious book sinceย The Jew in the Lotus, which I read in 2013.

This book,ย God in Search of Man, is a classic of Jewish theology, and it did more for my understanding of God than any book before it. I really want to sit down and do a deep dive on this book, but I don’t know if I’m worthy of it.

For the moment, let me just include a partial list of some the passages I highlighted while reading it:

“Indifference to the sublime wonder of living is the root of sin.”

“The Western man has to choose between the worship of God and the worship of nature…. [The Biblical Man] is more concerned to know the will of God who governed nature than to know the order of nature herself… To the Biblical mind in its radical amazement nature, order are not an answer but a problem: why is there order, being, at all?”

“The history of Western thought consists in the attempted fusion of ideas which in their origin are predominantly Hellenic, with ideas which in their origin are predominantly Semitic. … Plato lets Socrates ask: What is good? But Moses’ question was: What does God require of thee?”

“Doubt is an act in which the mind inspects its own ideas; wonder is an act in which the mind confronts the universe.”

“This…is the prophet’s thesis: there is a way of asking the great question which can only elicit an affirmative answer. What is the way?”

“God is not a scientific problem, and scientific methods are not capable of solving it… It is a problem that refers to what surpasses nature, to what lies beyond all things and all concepts.”

“Awe is the awareness of transcendental meaning.”

And there is so much more. Chapter titles such as “The Art of Being,” “The Problem of Evil,” “The Principle of Revelation,” “Freedom,” and “The Spirit of Judaism” give just a few hints into the kinds of thinking this book engenders. If you have any interest in the philosophy of religion or the deep meanings of Judaism, I can’t recommend this one enough.

God & Golem, Inc., by Norbert Weiner

166567This essay collection (roughly 100 pages) investigates the overlapping territory of cybernetics (a scientific field invented by the author) and religion, asking questions about the self-consciousness of machines, the ability of machines to create machines, and the ethical relationship between humanity and machines. The essays are based on some lectures Weiner gave at Yale and at other educational institutions.

As someone who has read widely on the topics of religion and artificial intelligence (at least from a lay-audience standpoint), let me save you some trouble: no one needs to read this book.

The general questions that Wiener investigates are relatively interesting, but his answers are muddy and his language is unattractive. You’re better off reading something written in the 21st century, when both the problems and the powers of artificial intelligence are better understood.

The Field Manual of the First Earth Battalion, by Jim Channon

Screen Shot 2018-12-28 at 5.24.18 PM.png“Any living thing (individual or aggregate) that’s not adapting, adjusting, learning, changing…is either dying or it’s dead.” Thus ends the opening memo in Jim Channon’s manifesto for a new kind of soldier and a new kind of army, one that is dedicated not to the nation, but to the Earth as a whole, where warrior monks and guerrilla gurus protect humanity and the planet using the force of their hearts, the force of their spirits, and the force of their arms.

If you’ve ever seenย The Men Who Stare at Goats with George Clooney, then you’ve heard much of the wisdom you could find in the First Earth Battalion’s field manual, since the movie (and the book it was based on) investigates the reality of the battalion.

I read the manual because I taught a class in it this fall, and I needed to know of what I spoke. It’s a fast but fun read, and it inspires a lot of interesting thinking.

The Broken Earth Trilogy, by N.K. Jemisin

19161852I loved this series! Written by a powerful African-American woman who is “so fucking sick” of genre fiction’s “white supremacist, neo-feudalist fantasies,” the Broken Earth trilogy imagines the events that will lead to the real, true end of the world (as in…the end of the planet itself). It’s a world with more than one species of people on it, and some of those species possess powers that can only be described as geological (as in…the science of the Earth’s physical structure).

I don’t want to give anything away because you really should read them, but I will say that as high-concept as the fiction might be, the fun of Jemisin’s novels come from the relationships between the characters and the deep dives she does on the themes of power, motherhood, fatherhood, and the wounds of generational trauma.

You should definitely pick them up.

Burr, by Gore Vidal

8722Like most Americans, I fell in love with Lin Manuel-Miranda’s interpretation of the life and times of Alexander Hamilton, but I also found myself curious about the life and times of the man who shot Alexander Hamilton, a man who also happened to become the only Vice President in history charged with treason.

Maybe it was true, as Manuel-Miranda wrote, that Aaron Burr believed in keeping his mouth shut โ€” “Talk less,” he sings in Hamilton,ย “Smile more. Don’t let them know what you’re against or for” โ€” but in Gore Vidal’s historical fiction about his life, Burr can’t help but talk.

The book tells the story of Burr’s official biographer, a young journalist who looks up to Burr but who has also been tasked by one of the Vice President’s enemies with discovering the truth behind a rumor: Did Burr father the up and coming presidential candidate, Martin Van Buren, and if so, how can that information be used to stop Van Buren’s candidacy?

To solve the problem, the young journalist becomes Burr’s confidant, allowing him to write the true story of “the Colonel’s” life, one that will serve as a rejoinder against his legion of enemies.

Vidal’s works of historical fiction impressed me before, and this one was no different. He doesn’t always stick to the facts, but he provides an interesting perspective on some of the most important people in our country’s history. If you liked Hamilton, I think you owe it to yourself to readย Burr.

Interpreting the Prophetic Word: An Introduction to the Prophetic Literature of the Old Testament, by Willem A. Van Gemeran

97829This book was as dry as its title would suggest. The author looks at “God’s Word [as it was] addressed to his people in a culturally and historically conditioned context.” He tries to place the prophets into the social world of Israel and to interpret their messages for both their historical meanings within their temporal context and for their ahistorical meanings across all of human time.

The first part of the book lays down its foundational principles and argues for its theoretical methods. The second part applies those principles and methods to each and every prophet in the Bible, from the minor prophets such Obadiah and Habakkuk to the major prophets of Isaiah and Ezekiel.

I ended up reading a lot of the Old Testament in support of this book. The author explains the basic premise of each prophet’s section of the Old Testament, but I found the need to read the Scripture directly if I wanted to have any real sense of what the author was talking about. The process made for a very dry, but ultimately rewarding reading experience.

Gorbachev: His Life & Times, by William Taubman

I picked up this book because I’d read so much about the times before and during the creation of the Soviet Union (Marx, Lenin, Stalin, Trotsky), but I’d read very little about the post-Stalin order. As the last leader of the Soviet Union, Gorbachev seemed the right person to focus on if I wanted to better understand the overall trajectory of the Community Party in Soviet Russia.

I learned that Premiere Gorbachev played the long game as a relatively progressive politician trying to make a career in a politically reactionary environment. He pushed when he could push, and he refrained from pushing when he needed to survive. I also learned that the post-Stalin Communist Party was a dangerous organization for building a career, especially if you were someone who wanted to change things.

Living with a Wild God: A Nonbeliever’s Search for the Truth about Everything, by Barbara Ehrenreich

Written by the same women who wrote Nickel & Dimed: On (Not) Getting By In America, this book is a memoir of growing up as a person whose mystical experiences inspired them to pursue “the truth about everything,” but only while doing so as a second-generation nonbeliever.

That paradox โ€” being a nonbeliever who is searching for the object of belief โ€” fuels the memoir, taking the reader on a philosophical retrospective through a young woman’s life.

It’s important to note that Ehrenreich wrote the memoir as an older woman. She discovered her journals from when she was a young girl and uses the occasion to look back on some of the unspoken motivations of her life.

I picked up the book because of some mystical experiences I had as an atheist, and it seemed to me that Ehrenreich asked herself many of the same questions I did. While I enjoyed reading the book, I can’t say it furthered my own journey. Such a great title though.

Fierce Invalids Home from Hot Climates, by Tom Robbins

Tom Robbins is my O.G. when it comes to my favorite writers. A friend of mine lent me one of his books when I was in ninth grade โ€” I can still remember standing in the second-floor hallway of my high school as she leaned into her locker and retrieved the book for me; it was Skinny Legs & All, and she told me that as she looked through it, all she could think about was how much I would love it…and she was absolutely right.

There are certain people in our lives who make us into the adults we are. Our parents play a significant role, of course (hopefully for the good), as do our siblings, friends, neighbors, and teachers. But there’s also the people out there in the culture: the musicians, the film directors, the writers โ€” artists who shape our way of seeing and being.

I’ve had many influences in my life, as we all have, but in terms of the influences that come from out there, few made as significant an impact as Tom Robbins. He showed me what it means to love language, to love radical freedom, and to encounter the unknown with a sense of curiosity rather than fear.

Because of my relationship with Mr. Robbins, I try to revisit his works every couple of years. I’m happy to say that this year, he didn’t disappoint.

Doc, by Mary Doria Russell

After reading Fierce Invalids…, I needed another piece of fiction to keep my palate cleansed as I continued to chew on the very dry, but very interesting Interpreting the Prophetic Word. I decided I didn’t want a science-fiction or fantasy novel, but I also didn’t want another contemporary story. I thought, “How about a Western?” and then went off looking for something good.

Somehow, I stumbled across Doc. I’d read a duology by Mary Doria Russell a few years back, a two books series โ€” The Sparrow and Children of God โ€” that examined the existence of alien life through a religious lens, and I thoroughly enjoyed her writing. And now here she was with a piece of historical fiction focused on Doc Holiday, one of my favorite characters in America’s western mythologies.

Like most people my age, about all I knew of Doc Holiday I learned from Val Kilmer’s incredible performance in Tombstone, but that was enough to get me hooked. Russell’s Holiday fit that depiction well, but it deepened my understanding of how he became who he became. I can’t speak to the accuracy of the portrayal, but I can say that I enjoyed the book. If you like Westerns (and I usually don’t), this one will do you well.

Apparently, there’s a sequel entitled Epitaph that focuses more on Wyatt Earp and the events at the O.K. Corral. I haven’t read that one yet, but now that I know it exists, I’ve added it to my list of “to reads.”

Jung for Beginners, by Joe Platania

I read this introductory book to help prepare for a class I’m teaching this quarter on the psychologist, Carl Jung. I’d read several of Jung’s essays, as well as many second- and third-hand discussions of Jung’s theories, but if I was going to introduce him to my high school students, I wanted to have a better sense of who he was, what he believed, and how he influenced the culture as we know it today.

If you have some of the same curiosities about Mr. Jung, let me say clearly: this book is not the one for you.

I’ve read a bunch from the “for beginners” series of books, and while all of them naturally dumb down the subject, some of them (such as this one) don’t dumb them down enough, creating a reading experience that makes the beginner want to run away from all the things they were originally curious about.

If you want an introduction to Jung, you’re better off reading Joseph Campbell.

Darwinia: A Novel of a Very Different Twentieth Century, by Robert Charles Wilson

This book is all about the premise: something happens, and instantaneously, the entire continent of Europe transforms into an unpeopled wilderness with flora and fauna that have clearly evolved over millennia, suggesting an alternate dimension has somehow come into contact with our own.

Meanwhile, all the people and cities and everything else that had existed in Europe is now…gone, leading to a twentieth-century land grab that rivals anything from the eighteenth or nineteenth centuries.

The story itself โ€” the characters, the plot, the internal and external conflicts โ€” they were enjoyable enough, but this one, this was all about the premise.

The World of Ice & Fire: The Untold History of Westeros, by George R.R. Martin, Elio Garcia, Jr., and Linda Antonsson

Have you ever sat down to read a history an entire world? This was my second. The first was Tolkien’s The Silmarillion. Outside of The Bible, there’s no other book to compare this to.

Built around the conceit that one of the maesters is compiling a history of the world to give to King Tommen, The World of Ice & Fire covers the history of Westeros and Essos from the Dawn Age to the openings events depicted in A Game of Thrones. It pays special attention to the Targaryens, covering the entire history of their reign, from their survival of the Doom of Valyria to their seeming end after Robert’s Rebellion, but it also provides an overview of every major house in Westeros, a scattered history of the First Men and the Children, and a collection of rumors and myths about the forgotten places of the world, the lands where Martin’s main narrative fails to take the reader.

I’ll only recommend this one for the die hard fans of A Song of Ice & Fire, but I do, in fact, recommend it.

Half A King, by Joe Abercrombie

In 2016, I read and enjoyed Abercrombie’s The First Law trilogy. It felt like George R.R. Martin, without the weight of an entire world resting on its shoulders. Like Martin’s, Abercrombie’s characters were entertaining, the plot moved fast, and the action and violence felt real and visceral.

Having finished The World of Ice & Fire, I wanted to get lost in another fantasy world but not one as all-pervasive as Westeros. I figured I’d give another of Abercrombie’s trilogies a try.

Half A King tells the story of a young boy, the second born son of a hyper-masculine king. The boy doesn’t like to fight or hunt, so he’s been given over to what amounts to a society of academic monks who serve as advisors to the various leaders of the world. Unfortunately for him, his father and brother are killed at the start of the novel, and the fate of the kingdom lies with him.

Hijinks ensue.

This is a full-on young adult novel, and while that isn’t always a turn off for me, it was in this case. While I enjoyed it enough to finish the book, I did not (and will not) pick up the second book in the trilogy.

Lincoln in the Bardo, by George Saunders

If you read books, then you’ve probably heard of this one. It won the 2017 Man Booker Prize, as well as a bunch of other literary prizes.

I tend to avoid prizewinning novels (it’s the curmudgeon in me), but I’m glad I picked this one up because it is downright fantastic.

Everything about it impressed me: the structure, the research, the themes, the historical depiction of Abraham Lincoln, the spiritual investigations, everything.

The book (I hesitate to call it a novel) tells the story of the death of Lincoln’s third son, Willie. Most of the book takes place during one evening when the President comes to visit his son’s tomb. The narrators are the spirits that “haunt” the cemetery, all of them caught in the realm between death and rebirth, a state the Buddhists call “the bardo.”

The mystical setting for the novel makes it that much greater, giving the reader the opportunity to experience the lives of close to a dozen of the characters who haunt the bardo, some of whom were slaves, some of whom were rich, and some of whom can position themselves in such a way as to read the President’s soul.

It really is a great book.

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And thatโ€™s it. Those are the twenty-one books I read in 2018. All told, weโ€™re talking roughly 7,850 pages worth of fantasy, history, psychology, and religion.

Not to mention way too many articles about Donald Trump’s dumpster fire of a presidency.

God damn it, 2018.