I recently finished
The Desert of Souls by newcomer Howard Andrew Jones (newcomer to the novel anyway). I really enjoyed it. It's a fun, exciting bit of historical fantasy set in 8th century Baghdad. Scimitars, viziers and djinn... oh my!
** First person Narrative Alert!! ** Just because I know that hangs some people up.
I also finished David Wingrove's
Son of Heaven -- a prequel (and part of the repackage/re-release) to his massive Chung Kuo series. I've always had a love/hate relationship with Wingrove. I love
how he writes, and his characters and political/court intrigue are second to none, but he has a penchant for "off camera" action that literally drives me batsh!t. He builds and builds and builds towards a massive crisis, and then BAM!.... you've suddenly moved past it and onto the aftermath.
Anyway, not too much of that in this prequel, so that made me happy. But the entire first half of the book bored me to tears. The second half got a lot better, but I'm still not sure if it contributed anything to the overall series other than word-count.
I'm starting another book that I know absolutely nothing about. It's called
What Time Forgets: The Daughters of Ard Creggan by K. E. Redmond. It just caught my eye... we'll see.
