Finished The Neon Court. I don't know if the ending is a cop-out, as
However. I'm also reading the Nightside novels by Simon R Green. The Nightside is a part of London where it's always 3 in the morning and odd things abound and, as
Read also Sarah Pinborough's A Matter of Blood. Also London, but sort of future AU. Grimy and nasty and slow to grab (me, at any rate) but eventually sucked me in. Another book that has its denouement in Covent Gardens, though it takes a while to get there. It's more about people than place, and the people are a pretty messed-up lot; but it struck me in an odd way as doing well what Suzanne McLeod did badly. At least, the obscure references to obscure things in the past didn't confuse me the way McLeod's did; and in this case the genre-fuck, for lack of a politer word, was rather exhilarating. *Not* just a horror story, *not* just a detective story, *not* just a fantasy, *not* just a ghost story, *not* just a dystopian novel... Aaronovitch only manages to keep two genre balls in the air, though he does it superbly. Pinborough is balancing a whole bunch, to the point where one shrugs and dismisses the genre question entirely.
I just wish she were writing about more likable people.