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2021-11-27 02:52 pm
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Fonda Lee, Jade Legacy

There's a particular satisfaction I associate with long serieses of literary novels--I'm thinking of A.S. Byatt's Frederica Potter books or the Jane Smiley trilogy that starts with Some Luck--where a conflict between two people appears intractable because it's fundamental to who those people are, but slowly, over the course of many years, the people change and the world transforms around them, until at last a realization crystallizes: the old irreconcilable problem can be, not overcome, but gently set aside.

Jade Legacy is like that, but with knife fights and martial artists downing helicopters.

At the beginning of the novel, the Kaul family, leaders of the No Peak Clan and therefore informal rulers of half the island nation of Kekon, are in serious trouble. Their old enemy, Ayt Mada of the Mountain clan, is ahead of them in terms of subordinates and resources. Worse, they don't trust each other. The cheerfully ruthless Pillar, Hilo, isn't talking to his sister Shae, the clan's Weather Man and business leader. His wife Wen... ) The family needs everyone's skills--Hilo's warrior leadership, Shae's business acumen, Wen's personal insight, and even contributions from their cousin Anden, who has chosen not to fight with jade at all--to stand against the Mountain.

I read the first chapters of Jade Legacy slowly, balancing the bleakness of the setup against the bleakness of the real world. No Peak members swear an oath: "The clan is my blood, and the Pillar is its master." At the quarter-mark, that oath heralds a transformation: an excruciating doom I had dreaded was turned aside, and the story becomes bigger and stranger. After all, Ayt Mada might not be the Kaul family's greatest threat. Kekon is only one island. Other nations, particularly the great powers locked in the Cold-War-like Slow War, would love to take Kekon's superpowered jade for themselves. The Kauls understand that wearing jade requires honor and responsibility--there are rules to follow and balances to maintain. The foreigners just want drugged-up supersoldiers. I sped through the remaining hundreds of pages in a matter of days.

If you began the series when Jade City came out, you have some idea what Jade Legacy might offer. If you're just picking up the series now, you'll find a fantasy story sideways from the twentieth century, rather than the more common medieval-ish technologies, that doesn't center fantasy-Europeans. These are books where bias and bigotry are real but are not destiny. They contain astonishing and bloodthirsty martial arts sequences, people who excel at mayhem, people who understand that finance is also mayhem, and small children who are their own people. Come for the jade; stay for the rich, layered, inexorable sense of transformation.

(Jade Legacy officially comes out on November 30. I read an ARC courtesy of Netgalley.)
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2020-11-05 01:47 pm
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Galactic Hellcats

Galactic Hellcats, by Marie Vibbert, is coming out next spring. I read an ARC provided by the publisher.

Three women (a thief from Cleveland, an anxiety-plagued veteran from the Moon, and a bored rich girl from another planet) form a biker gang--except they don't have bikes, they have personal spaceships called solo-flyers. They bond by rescuing an abused prince who has been trained to please women but would rather meet a handsome young man of his own.

Galactic Hellcats has an old-fashioned pulp aesthetic. For example, there's a planet where everyone wears elaborate eyeshadow, a pair of disturbingly flirtatious androids, and a nomadic group on a patched-together spaceship who reminded me a little of Mass Effect's quarians. It's light-hearted and ecumenically sexy: I particularly enjoyed the scene where the formerly law-abiding veteran Margot yearns as her new teammate Zuleikah paints her solo-flyer with flames. But this is a story shaped around friendship and lucky heists, not romance: absolutely nobody's longing is reciprocated.

Vibbert's work is grounded (here, literally, at the bottom of the space elevator) in her working-class Ohio experience. In this book, that experience shows up in sharp-eyed observation of the way the repo man cheats and a sequence where naive Moon-raised Margot learns the important moral lesson that you never, ever trust the cops. If you're fortunate enough to live near Cleveland, you can find croissants like the ones so delicious that they almost disrupt a hacking attempt at the On the Rise bakery in Cleveland Heights.

All of the Hellcats are embarrassed and inadequate sometimes--the prince nearly flubs the final heist because he has never heard of a kumquat--but they all get chances to shine, as well. Even Margot's unromantic experience as a space navy stock clerk turns out to be crucial. I learned from working on cars with my dad that sometimes you lay out everything carefully, with the parts you removed neatly labeled in painstakingly washed salsa containers, and sometimes you just have to bang on part of the engine until everything aligns. Galactic Hellcats provides both of those satisfactions, the planning and the crashing. At last everything slides into place with purring motors and a team setting out to explore another star.