In 2020 I read 141 books, very slightly up from last year.
I was not a Hugo voter but I did read all but one of the novel
nominees (except for the McGuire because I already know just how much
I don't get on with Seanan's writing) – and I enjoyed all of them.
(The one I remember most fondly now is Gideon the Ninth.)
But I liked none of them as well as the best eligible book that
somehow didn't get nominated for the Hugo: The Future of Another
Timeline, which still haunts me now.
In SF/F not eligible for the 2020 Hugo I enjoyed Kate Elliott's
Unconquerable Sun, and started to revisit some David Drake series
that I've read parts of before. I carried on with David Hambling's
excellent Lovecraftian series, and thank him again for the review copy
of Alien Stars. I finished off Carrie Vaughn's Kitty Norville
series, and enjoyed but didn't love it. And I read a whole lot of A.
T. Rain's Vorkosigan fanfic.
On the non-SFF side I finished off Charlotte MacLeod's main detective
series, and discovered that some of her other work might be rather
more to my taste. I've started an occasional reread of Georgette
Heyer, of whom I've been a fan for some years. I also enjoyed a few
romances by Alyssa Cole and others.
Non-fiction suffered slightly from the pandemic, as I'd been mixing
Book of the Week condensations in between the audiobooks I usually
listen to on long journeys… and I haven't been making long journeys.
But I did enjoy the full version of War Doctor (mostly as a
potential source for games), West with the Night was lovely, and On
the Clock is essential.
Books I gave up on, which therefore didn't get reviews:
Girl With Dove, Sally Bayley (2018): in theory about how reading
turned Bayley into the person she is, but for my taste too much dreary
through-the-eyes-of-a-child. So much impression, so little reliable
fact. It was probably very therapeutic for her to write it; it
reminded me of Cider with Rosie, and not in a good way. This was a
Book-of-the-Week condensation and I skipped it after the first
episode; perhaps it gets better.
Jane and the Unpleasantness at Scargrave Manor, Stephanie Barron
(1996): the idea of Jane Austen, Detective, does hold a slight appeal
for me, but if you're going to write the "lost notes and letters of
Jane Austen" you should at least be able to produce a convincing
pastiche of her style. (If I'd written this, I'd have put it in the
voice of her faithful Watson simply so that I didn't have to try to
produce a whole book of Austen-pastiche.)
The Sword of Moses, Dominic Selwood (2013): Congolese terrorists
steal what may be the actual Ark of the Covenant, and one brave
archaeologist has to go and authenticate it. In Kazakhstan? Sure, why
not. This was advertised as a more literate version of Dan Brown (not
hard), but it's rather too prone to one- or two-sentence paragraphs,
very short chapters, and superfluous adjectives (it's not just an
AK-47, it's a 7.62mm AK-47, and the transport helicopter is a
"US-101" even though that particular procurement was cancelled in 2009
and they don't exist, because extraneous detail apparently makes it
sound as if you Know Stuff). Selwood "studied at university in Oxford,
the Sorbonne, London, Poitiers, and Wales" (what, all of Wales?) but
his London seems straight out of a tourist guide. But hey, Templars
(who founded the French Foreign legion to give themselves a military
arm), Freemasons, Mossad, Wewelsburg, all that stuff, turn the handle
and out it plops. Should have known better really.
Infomocracy, Malka Older (2016): I tried, I really did; and I've
rather enjoyed Older's short fiction. But this book has aged badly: it
wants the reader to be surprised that there are factions setting out
to discredit the entire concept of democracy. And meanwhile it
presents this highly distinctive system of microdemocracies (the
world's population is divided into 100,000-person "centenals" each of
which chooses a government, some of them are corporate, etc., and
whichever party gets most has some sort of control over some
vaguely-defined world government) and a search-engine monopoly
("Information") which everyone just assumes is perfect and unbiased,
so as something supposedly developed from the present day (even of say
2015) this left plausibility behind for me a long time ago; and if
you don't find people talking about politics utterly fascinating,
there's really not much for you here. I mean, there's a table of one
of the characters mentally refuting another party's talking-points.
Lovely ideas, but all the characters have the same voice and are
basically camera-carriers for the reader's journey through the world
much more than they are their own people.
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