March 7th, 2008

hasui moon at magome

The (dubious) pleasures of the text

Someone over on incandescens' FL was rhapsodizing about Barbara Hambly's Benjamin January series. I have one of those that I never got into, though the premise is fascinating: early 19th century New Orleans by someone who isn't Anne Rice, and the protagonist a free man of colour. For no reason I can pinpoint, Barbara Hambly's writing doesn't ping with me. A dozen years ago someone burbled about the Silicone Mage books and I never got anywhere with those either.

However, last night it was either English reading or the latest (mad, on acid, with tiny kanji) Papuwa or Woxin disk 5, so you can guess which I went for. Collapse )