I have just finished Jane Gaskell’s Atlan, Book 3 of the Atlan quintet, a fantasy cult classic series that is a feminist answer to Game of Thrones. Gaskell skillfully employs tropes from myths, fairy tales, Shakespearean comedy, lyric poetry, and even “The Perils of Pauline.” The plot elements are jumbled up to delightful effect.
In Atlan (Book 3), a more mature Cija finds herself the empress of Atlan, stormily married to Zerd, who has conquered the beautiful continent and become emperor. When another war starts, he packs her off with her baby and some servants, but they are attacked en routes by wolves (who become magical allies) and then enemy soldiers. Cija escapes to an inn where she becomes a scullery maid. And the inn is home to some rough characters: bandits, buskers, and beggars spend the winter there, until the thaw, when they go back to their prosperous business. So many adventures…I can’t recount them all…but it is the tone of Cija’s observant writing, witty, moody, and sometimes poetic, that keeps us going.
PANDEMIC HORROR I have always known that the Three Fates are not nice women, but I never imagined that they would cut the life thread of a security guard at a Dollar Store for saying masks must be worn in the store. (He was shot to death.) That was in Michigan, one of the most beautiful states i have ever visited.
“Michigan seems like a dream to me now…”
What a gorgeous state, forests, lakes, islands…
What a pity....