I recently finished Robin Hobb's "Fitz and the Fool" Trilogy. It was definitely the ending these two endearing characters deserved. I'm a little embarrassed at times to admit how fond I've become of them over the years. "I laughed; I cried" sounds trite, but it's true.
I'm following up
heartfelt and emotional with some
rollicking silliness in Sarah Gailey's debut - "River of Teeth". An alternate history novella (first in a series) where hippos were introduced into the Louisiana bayous. While the book itself is quite ridiculous (in a fun way), the premise supposedly almost came to pass in reality. From the foreword:
Quote:
In the early twentieth century, the Congress of our great nation debated a glorious plan to resolve a meat shortage in America. The idea was this: import hippos and raise them in Louisiana’s bayous. The hippos would eat the ruinously invasive water hyacinth; the American people would eat the hippos; everyone would go home happy. Well, except the hippos. They’d go home eaten.
Much to everyone’s disappointment, Congress didn’t follow through on the plan, and today America lives a cursed life—a beef life, with nary a free-range hippo within the borders of our country.
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Feel free to google "american hippo" if you doubt the veracity of the author's claim.
