I'm re-reading Watcher's Mask - which I like - and a few years ago I read Delan the Mislaid - which I didn't. And it occurred to me that man, Marks's earlier stuff was way grimmer than the Elemental Logic series. And it's not like Elemental Logic is exactly unicorns and fluffy bunnies and Mercedes Lackey when she's not being edited! It doesn't approach Carol Berg or Susan R. Matthews levels of cruelty, but there are definitely places where it creeps up on Barbara Hambly.

Whereas I think Watcher's Mask actually shoots past Berg. (Matthews still reigns as champion.) Maybe something happened just before Fire Logic? Or maybe I should read Dancing Jack to confirm that the shift didn't happen somewhere in there.

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In an unrelated literary mystery, I've read four-and-a-half of her books now, and at this point I've got to admit that I just don't get C. J. Cherryh. She always seems to have a clear picture of where she wants to go with a book, and I think she gets there - but I rarely have any idea what she found compelling about the locale. It's similar to my reaction to Akihabara.

The half-a-book is Regenesis, which I'm reading now. If it were any other writer, I'd be beginning to suspect that our protagonists would be safer if they read more fiction and knew how to recognize the villain. Since it's Cherryh, I've got no idea what the hell she's doing. Maybe the whole cast'll turn into bats next chapter. There'll be some obvious thematic reason for it.

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Oct. 3rd, 2009 01:59 pm

I played Yume Nikki for fifteen minutes before dinner, and I still feel weird.

In between then and now I reread Fire Logic. This book is very convinced of itself and its own aesthetic and moral completeness, so it’s usually good for the purpose of frightening off stubborn bits of other systems of internal logic. Unfortunately, Yume Nikki seems to be too tough for it. I had a few moments of panic around midnight upon glancing up and, noticing that my bedroom door was closed, realizing that I had no way of determining whether I was awake or asleep.

I got an invite for a Google Voice account a few minutes ago, which I think means I have voicemail for the first time since my answering machine in college. It’s an alarming prospect.

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