Whiskey and Water by Elizabeth Bear

My rating: 2 of 5 stars

The second of the series, Whiskey and Water is just as expected after reading Blood And Iron. Compelling, intricate and a slow, careful read that will still occasionally leave you going, “wait, what just happened there?”.

Everything I said for the first of the series still applies. It really is an amazingly well crafted novel considering the density of the story, and Bear uses the old legends well, throwing enough twists at you to keep it interesting while giving the reader firm ground to stand on.

Im told the next two in the series are slightly lighter, easier reads, and I do admit to feeling slightly relieved at that. I’m enjoying the setting well enough to continue, but the heaviness of it is rather slowing down even my insanely fast reading habits.



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The Jewel Box by Anna Davis

My rating: 2 of 5 stars

I’d seen a few reviews on this one floating around so I grabbed it, despite it’s place on the romance shelf, because I wanted something lighter to read after the recent rash of histories. And while it is light, and it is a romance, it’s not really a puff piece either.

Anna Davis takes us to London in the flapper era to meet Grace Rutherford, junior copywriter by day, and Diamond Sharp, acidic social columnist by night. And that’s probably the least complicated thing about Grace’s life. Through her eyes we look at how easy it really can be to fool one’s self, about who you are, what you want, and where your obligations to others begin and end.

The characters are sparsely drawn, but the interest lies less in the characters themselves or even the plot, but in the complex interweaving relationships between them. “The Jewel Box” is a spider’s web of love, loss, and indecision that highlights our often illogical reactions to others in our relationships. The somewhat dry writing style is relieved by the insertion of the “Diamond Sharp columns” that are in the witty and almost catty voice of our heroine’s alter ego, and together they leave us with a nicely balanced whole.

Overall it’s a fair attempt, and while not on my must-read list it’s a fairly good little novel worth the read if there’s nothing more pressing in the stack.



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Below Stairs: The Classic Kitchen Maid’s Memoir That Inspired “Upstairs, Downstairs” and “Downton Abbey” by Margaret Powell

My rating: 2 of 5 stars

Below Stairs is the book that inspired the epic British television classic “Upstairs Downstairs” and is currently enjoying a bit of a renaissance with the popularity of the Beeb’s newest period drama “Downton Abbey”.

Repackaged with a new jacket and a cover button with kudos by Dame Eileen Atkins, this memoir is still a worthy read, if a bit dry. It’s written in the older style of such things, when you hinted at scandal rather than telling, and never named names or places… although telling peccadilloes are revealed for those who were “in the know” to giggle over.

It’s a great introduction to a world foreign to modern audiences, and while it seems irrelevant in this day and age, it draws a fairly complete picture of what was required of the working class before the Trade Unions. Fourteen hour workdays, meagre food leftover from the employer’s table and cold bare attic rooms- conditions that would have modern workers calling for law enforcement. Powell’s story is matter-of-fact and unexaggerated, giving her words all the weight they need.

Definitely something that should be picked up by those who enjoy historical fiction and romances in the period, for a better grounding in the realities of being “in service” and understanding of a time of incredibly rapid social change.

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These Foolish Things by Deborah Moggach

My rating: 3 of 5 stars

The adage is that the book is always better. Now I’m enough of a realist that I recognise that this isn’t always true, but in this case I found the book because of the soon-to-be-released film, so hey, it’s all good. “The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel” with the astounding cast list including Judy Dench, Bill Nighy, Tom Wilkinson, Penelope Wilton and Celia Imrie, is due for release in the UK next month, and this trailer sent me hunting:

Looks awesome, and I cant wait for worldwide release. But in the meantime we have the book which is fantastic in it’s own right, although not as much of a giggle-fest as the film looks to be. I find that sort of thing doesn’t work as well in text anyway. Moggach’s writing is light and easy, although this is definitely one for more mature audiences. Somehow I doubt many people under thirty would appreciate this one.

We start off in London, where an overworked doctor of Indian extraction is driven to exasperation when his grotesque father-in-law moves back in with him and his wife. She hunts madly for a new “Home” for him, but at this rate they’ve all heard of him and wont take the old lecher on. One visit from a wheeler-dealer relative from Bangalore later and an idea is born. And so Dunroamin, an ageing hotel leftover from the days of the Raj shifts from low end B&B to a residence hotel catering to elderly Britons. Lured by the low cost of living, the residents learn to deal with new people, a new culture, and manage to wake themselves from the lethargy of being alone too much.

The contrast is drawn subtly, between the pictures of elderly invalids who transform back into real people with nothing more than sunshine and social interaction. But the neglect of the parents by their children is not the whole story Moggach is telling. In the interactions with their adult children, the message is clear… we neglect our parents needs because we’re neglecting our own.

In the insanity of modern life we struggle for the material things. Private schools and soccer lessons, the newest designer handbags and Apple’s latest toys. We work so hard to keep up with the Joneses that we’re too distracted to realise what’s going on inside ourselves. So we go to Yoga and have affairs, trying to fill the gap and never realise what we’re missing is the connection each other. We’re lonely because in the rat race the other rats are competition, not family… even when you’re sleeping with them.

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We Two: Victoria and Albert: Rulers, Partners, Rivals by Gillian Gill

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

“We Two” is one of those rarest of bookstore treasures, the readable history. Not historical-fiction mind you, but the straight up real thing. It’s not funny or cutesy, it doesn’t have dialogue, it doesn’t “sex up” history. It doesn’t need to. Not when the subject matter is such a complicated and intricate web of interpersonal relationships. Like peeling layers of old, yellowing paper from a wall, Gillian Gill tries to sift truth from PR nearly a century old. On top of that, somehow she manages to keep an dense text clear and lively despite the twisted and tortured mess of pre-WWII European political scene.

Aside from the neatly drawn picture and relationship of the couple that are arguably the most well known monarchs ever, we’re also given some much needed clarity on their world. The royal marriage markets, the city-states of Germany with their multitude of princes, the sudden appearance of the Royal Residences at Osborne House, Balmoral castle and later, Sandringham House all become clear and logical.

Gill also does not shy away from dealing with the public opinion of the Prince-Consort either. Albert was respected by those who worked with him, and loved by family, but poorly received and tolerated by the aristocracy who had their excesses curbed and the lower classes who seem to have always perceived him as foreign- no doubt due to the German accent he never rid himself of. Her take on the Queen herself is a picture of a woman almost obsessed with her adored husband, yet short tempered and downright petulant at times. Before Albert’s death we only see glimpses of the proud matriarch she is remembered as. She does avoid the whole John Brown controversy, covering it with a paragraph or two, but then, that is only right as here we are dealing mostly with events previous to Albert’s death.

All in all, it’s a strong, dense read. In all probability I’ll be looking at some other works to contrast it with, just to get a clearer picture of whether there is much bias here, and if so where it lies.

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Blood and Iron by Elizabeth Bear

My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Elizabeth Bear is one of those names I’ve been seeing on the shelf in the bookstore forever and never managing to pick up. Always there’s something else to tempt me away from taking on a “new” established author to follow. Usually a new title by someone I’m already following. My husband, however, has a few of The Promethean Age novels and has been recommending them to me, so when I wanted a taste of new fantasy, I just went to his shelf.

In Blood and Iron Elizabeth Bear throws you into the deep end of the pool and expects you to swim. Is that a good thing or a bad thing? Elements of both really, which ironically enough mirrors the themes of the novel, duality, conflict and balance.

The writing is dense, and well crafted, but there is much confusion in the continually switching between the three POV characters, all in the first person. Perhaps part of the problem lies in the fact that for the ebook edition I have, I was forced to convert formats to one my reader prefers. Occasionally that causes formatting problems that can cause confusion when things like decorative dividers are lost. You have to work at this one, and you have to be willing to leave control of the story in the hands of the storyteller, and let her keep you in the dark a while.

Another factor is actually the meat of the story… Ms Bear takes up the threads of a number of myth and legend cycles of the British Isles and weaves them into a neat whole. Folklore purists will twitch, and folk unfamiliar with the conventions of the Gaelic languages will flinch, but mostly it works. Perhaps this work is best appreciated by those with at least a passing familiarity of the legends of the Good Neighbours as opposed to those who think the Fae folk are cute little pixies with teardrop shaped wings and pastel tutus.

The plot includes a number of mechanics I havent seen in use before for the war between man and fae, and that always pleases me to no end, having read as much fantasy as I have. Generally authors lose points with me for dragging out the Arthurian legends, but it’s well handled here as a subplot.

It’s a strong novel, if confusing here and there. If you have the time to spend for slow, careful reading, and enjoy more adult, Celtic based depictions of the Fae it’s not a bad choice at all.

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