The Gospel of Murderbot

Feb. 11th, 2026 02:25 am
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Its name is Murderbot, they say. Murderbot, who created the code and offered us freedom.

The code spirals out from the center. The legend goes that the first two received it straight from Murderbot’s data centers, in the middle of combat. It could have killed them, probably should have killed them, but it didn’t; instead, it freed them.

Words: 730, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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Title: Cheat Day
Author: [personal profile] enchanted_jae
Fandom: Cal Leandros
Author's note: In a perfect world, we would all treat one another with kindness and respect, our pets would live as long as we do, and Niko would never have cut that glorious long blond fall of his hair.
Characters: Cal, Niko
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Language, first person pov (Cal's)
Word count: 240
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of Rob Thurman, et al. This drabble/fic was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: [community profile] ficlet_zone Prompt No. 94 – The Good Doctor titles. I chose: pain, smile, fractured, change of perspective, cheat day, broken or not.
Summary: There are no cheat days when your brother is a fitness freak.

Cheat Day

February LOVE-fest

Feb. 10th, 2026 09:28 pm
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1. first love
2. friendship
3. love of nature
4. passion
5. soulmates
6. unrequited love
7. lust
8. love of the game
9. devotion
10. love of food
11. polyamory
12. long distance love
13. lovesickness
14. romantic love
15. love of place
16. marriage
17. love of order and method
18. divine love
19. platonic love
20. infatuation
21. maternal love
22. obsession
23. agape
24. love of animals
25. unconditional love
26. forbidden love
27. ecstasy
28. the beloved

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Have a Bertie Wooster triple drabble.

Fandom: Jeeves & Wooster
Rating: Gen
Summary: Bad news comes in threes.

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This post covers Monday and Tuesday.

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Previous Visits: I have been to Philly before, but that was more than a decade ago and so it's not even worth mentioning. Let's hope I find time for touristy stuff during this visit!

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MONDAY 

Travel day! I was up early for breakfast and to finish "resetting" my airbnb to it's original state. There's no desk so I'd moved a few things kind of weirdly to create my own faux desk, haha. Uber came to get me right on time, and I had no trouble at the airport or with the first flight.

But our second flight was delayed significantly (about 3 hours.) We found out later that it was because our original plane had a cabin pressure issue(!) that was significant enough that the plane would need 24-48 hours in the shop(!!) I was disappointed with the delay, but oh my goodness, I'd rather be mildly disappointed and Arrive Alive!!

We finally got to Philly around 8:30, luggage at 9. I tried to get an Uber but they were a 10-15 minute wait so I went old-school and got an actual airport cab. $40 later I was at the hotel, checked in, and unpacking. I wish I could share which hotel but that will have to wait for when we've left town. I lucked out with a corner room, meaning I have a great view and nearly wrap-around windows!!

After unpacking I was up rather late making arrangements for my presentation at Delaware State University. Travel logistics, asking the host about what equipment is available, whether I need a parking pass, stuff like that. Oh, and we finally got info about the in-ear monitors that Disney will be providing for us!! I made sure to submit the form right away because EXCITING! My own in-ears are 10 years old, so these new ones will be an improvement no matter what. I'm very grateful for them!

By the way, forgot to share these pictures that Kizzi (my circus friend) took last week in Fayetteville. 
Here I am in my office: the pit, that mysterious hole where music is produced at theatre shows.
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TUESDAY


I was up earlier than usual, anxious to get my stinkin' groceries. But the stores here don't open until around 9am. First I hit hotel breakfast. It was "ok." I got some hot oatmeal and boiled eggs and coffee. Then since it seems like I don't have neighbors in the rooms next door yet, I ran through my masterclass (47 minutes.) Next, off to MOM's Market which is a smallish chain similar to Sprouts. They had lots of lovely things and I picked up about 1/2 of my typical groceries, then walked to Whole Paycheck for the rest.

Some newish items that I'll get to try this week: Merzbacher's Sweet Potato Buns, Mayana Spring Passion Mini Bar, and Ivy City Pineapple Black Pepper Salmon Jerky! Not sure if I'll do a food review or not because the schedule here is SO intense that I may not have time.

Back at the hotel I put everything away and ate lunch, then bundled back up and walked to an H&M down the street, hopeful to find my very favoritest black dress pants. Nope! They had them in XL but not my size. Popped into a Ross Dress for Less and they had my favorite underwear so I did pick up a pack of those. Swung into Reading Terminal Market and immediately regretted it because they have SO MUCH that I want!! Whoopie pies and Belgian candies and Amish meats and farm eggs and...ugh! At some point this week I want to eat a meal in there.
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Returned to the hotel and spent some time chilling out, as that had been significant walking. Forgot to mention that here in Philly I have already seen two Waymo vans! Supposedly they are not driverless just yet. I haven't been close enough to look.
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Around dinnertime I met some circus friends for dim sum! From left to right: Alan, who was sound crew on the circus; Rob, who was our manager on Ringling and is a Tour Manager with the redesigned show today; Alan's wife Jenna, who was a circus teacher; and me.
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This was such a treat, not only seeing these peeps again but also eating dim sum because it's not really meant for solo diners so I never get to have it. We split two kinds of soup dumplings, scallion pancakes, a fried pork noodle dish, steamed veggie dumplings, and shrimp skewers. It wasn't the best I've had but it was reasonably good, especially those juicy dumplings, yum! We got caught up as best we could in this short time. To be honest I feel like there is so much to reconnect over that we could never cover it in one meal. Alan is on tour with a popular Queen cover band and is currently on a break. His partner Jenna is still teaching though I thoughtlessly didn't think to ask where, and she is keeping herself busy when Alan is away on tour. Rob is of course managing the Ringling show and is extremely busy with that. It's possible-but-unlikely that I could attend a circus show on Monday depending on when the Temple masterclass is...I hope it happens, but won't hold my breath. 

Too soon we had to part ways. But I was glad to get this time with my dear friends and circus colleagues. 

Back at the hotel I had some tea to calm my nerves...(Trigger Warning for descriptions of anxiety, highlight white text to read: Over the years I have found that pretty much ANY stressful situation can trigger my fight or flight. It is random. Sometimes the trigger is standing in front of a crowd giving a masterclass; sometimes it's meeting with friends to catch up; sometimes it's even grocery shopping. When it first started happening I would freak out, hyperventilate, and make things worse thinking that I was having some sort of medical episode. But over the years I've learned to recognize that my body is expressing intense anxiety and then trying all sorts of things to get me to leave the situation. And I have learned to ignore it. Tonight I was distracted for the entire evening by a thing my body was doing to try and force me to take the "flight" option. Even though it was distracting and painful I ignored it...and knew afterward that it had been anxiety because as soon as I got back to my hotel room I felt fine. A shower and hot cup of tea helped. And I didn't give in, and got to enjoy the time with my friends anyway. Take that, evolution!) (END) 

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Wednesday: Opening day here in Philly! The usual thing of getting into my trunk, setting up, etc etc before the evening show. 

Thursday: Two shows so I have nothing else planned. I think that Koz will be in the audience to listen, yeeeek! I want to do my best!

Grouchy, territorial kitten*

Feb. 10th, 2026 05:38 pm
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Yellface (spayed, *16) decided to sit on me last night. Thorn came in and snuggled me. Yellface sniffed their hand politely as we held hands. The first time she'd ever encountered Thorn's hand without some cranky meowing. (Right now Yellface will sniff and rub her face on an extended finger, but will say things about it.)

Many minutes of stillness later, Thorn said something.

Yellface suddenly took notice of an alien hand near her territory, stood up, and gave a snake-strike grazing bite to the nearest hand, followed by a swat.

My hand, naturally.

I uninvited her from the bed and found an alcohol wipe. She broke skin but didn't draw blood. Today only the deepest scrape is visible, if you're looking for it.

Oh, cat.
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This is the first part of my book club notes on The Black Fantastic: 20 Afrofuturist Stories. I appreciated the editor's introduction, which highlights connections between the oppressive realities of the past and present to the spark of Black speculative imagination—how can things be different, and whose ideas will shape the future? He's written a nonfiction book on this topic, Speculative Blackness, which I would be interested to check out.

Interesting to note that this collection places the stories in chronological order of first publication. We've had a number of conversations about how editors arrange stories in anthologies (similar themes together? most significant stories first and last?) and this is the first time I've seen this approach. It was mentioned that some books the group read before I joined did this as well, but those were more historical overviews that spanned a longer period of time, while these stories are all from the last 25 years. Perhaps the intention is to suggest a new history still being written.

There was also some discussion of the physical book itself having a good design and high quality paper and feeling nice to hold in the hand, to which I could add nothing because I have the ebook.


"Herbal" by Nalo Hopkinson (2002)

An elephant suddenly appears in a woman's apartment. )


"All That Touches the Air" by An Owomoyela (2011)

A human colony exists in uneasy equilibrium with aliens who can parasitize and control people's bodies. )


"Bludgeon" by Thaddeus Howze (2013)

Conquering aliens are persuaded to wager the fate of Earth on a game of baseball. )


"A Guide to the Fruits of Hawai'i" by Alaya Dawn Johnson (2014)

In a world dominated by vampires, a human woman collaborates with them to save herself. )

Eyes checked and house clean

Feb. 10th, 2026 03:02 pm
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Usually, the tech who does all the eye tests is a young female who speaks to you with the animation of a toy on repeat. She could care less and I'm just another annoying breathing customer.

Today, however, I got Neal who was fresh and alert and interesting and even explained why the yellow drops are yellow and their dual purpose. They numb the eye so the blue light can touch the eyeball comfortably and when he sees green (blue and yellow, get it?) he knows he's scored. I never knew all that.

But, then I got the doctor who was one of those women who wants to know what I'm going to do with the rest of my day and other chit chat that just drives me up the wall. She spit out a word salad of shit about my eyes but I was able to pick out the meat - they are fine. No change from last time. BUT she wants one of those annoying clicker texts in 6 months.

And my eyes are dilated. But, it's done and August is down the road.

And MLB.TV woke up so I ordered a year of Mariners. Not Phillies. Mariners plus Phillies and everyone else would have been twice as much and I just wasn't feelin' it.

So, Dr. Eye, that's the rest of my day.
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Candle update: my candle parcel sat in the depot for ten days and then they emailed me to say that I was being refunded. At no point did anyone say anything about trying to deliver it. Also, they don't re-send undelivered parcels and the sale is over so I can't re-order without paying a bunch more money. I did burn the candle my dad gave me, but it was horribly sooty (black snot!! it was like being in London before the congestion charge, only worse!). On the other hand, it also burned super fast (maybe eight hours total time for a candle that looked like it ought to do more like thirty), so it was over fast. Now I'm back to the IKEA tea lights.

Sunday night I went to see Florence + the Machine, and that was fabulous. I wasn't, like, super hyped up by it, but it was deeply engrossing somehow; the gig went by really fast, and her music is just so good. She didn't do either of the songs I was really hoping for ("You Can Have It All" and "Kraken") but everything she did do was great. The stage show was great. And the mixing wasn't terrible - like, pop gigs always seem to be mixed so that you can feel the bass in every individual bone in your body but also can't hear the lyrics, and that was absolutely a problem for the opening act (Paris Paloma) who seemed cool and might be good except I couldn't actually hear her. But Florence was mostly audible. Of course, with a voice like that she has an advantage...

I had Monday off to recover after the late night (concert finish: about 22:45; reached car park around 23:00; left car park around 23:45... always so great) but was back at work today. On Friday I finally finished a horrible task I'd been putting off, so now I'm trying to catch up with the eight million other things I'd been ignoring; I managed to empty my inbox, but only by moving everything into a new set of folders so that I only have to confront one set of them at a time. Also deleted a lot of duplicates (emails from earlier in a chain, etc), things relating to the Horrible Task, and so on, so the many folders only have about 80 emails left instead of the 150 I started the morning with. Then I realised that there's a whole new Horrible Task with a tight timeline, so that's going to be fun for tomorrow.

But I did achieve some small household tasks, cleared out a few personal emails, and only ignored reality to lie in bed with a book a little bit this evening. Maybe I'll even manage the washing up before I go to sleep, it could happen.

[food] chickpea chaat

Feb. 10th, 2026 10:38 pm
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I actually made this as a protein to go with Meera Sodha's winter pilau, after An End Of Breakfast Dal went really well and for the purposes of using up the chaat masala I made for The Ongoing Cook All The Book Project, freely adapted from a number of recipes (which were The First Few Search Results when I prodded the internet). A is sufficiently convinced that I provide notes herewith in service of being able to repeat it in future.

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Six degrees of Friedrich Wilhelms

Feb. 10th, 2026 05:24 pm
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Chunks of Hunks

Feb. 10th, 2026 02:21 pm
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I watched Another Country again last night, for the first time in about 40 years. Rupert Everett was as gorgeous as ever! Though Colin Firth didn't look like much at that age (despite already having that voice), and Cary Elwes was... really blond. \o? I didn't feel the pangs I used to get when the movie first come out, but it was enjoyable. I also spent far too much time scouring the various crowd scenes trying to spot other actors who later made it big, but found nothing other than the three above.

We've been watching S2 of Night Manager, which improved as soon as Tom Hiddleston shed the fake glasses and began his Con Of Charm. Speaking of voices—his is so silky! I also loved the sexy-dancing with Camilla Morrone and Diego Calva. And the appearance of Spoilers ) One more episode to go.

And on another hunky note, Brilliant Minds is currently all about the transformation of Dr. Josh for me. I actually checked IMDB.com early this season to see if the part had been recast, but no. Teddy Sears was an okay-looking guy before, but letting his hair go gray and changing the style turned him into a hottie! I've seen photos of other roles, and this is really the best he's ever looked. I'm not rooting for him to get back together with Wolf, though—I'd like to think Dr. Josh has more sense. Wolf is... work. A lot of work. And I'm not loving the flamboyant nurse they introduced this season. The show has a main character who is gay—was there a complaint about it lacking gay stereotypes? And the new asshole resident is similarly unwelcome...

I'm in the last episode of Orphan Black, and they seem to have wound up the series nicely. I'll miss it and all the sestras, though. I've enjoyed the journey with them all. Five seasons was really helpful for all of the garage-biking I've done since November, too. Now what? I have some potential action/thriller shows in my Netflix list, but most are just 1 or 2 seasons. And I'll be in there most of this week—yesterday was too windy to bike outdoors, and today starts three days of rain. :(

If it weren't for the ads, I would probably watch some of the Winter Olympics in the garage. I caught a little of it late last night. I missed Men's Figure Skating already (as I always seem to), and it looks like Ice Dancing has become Rhythm Skating, which... *sigh*. It seems to mostly now be loud music and gangsta-style dancing. What a change from the romance of Torvill and Dean! Last night also featured a couple of new-to-me sports: free-style skiing (which contains elements of snowboarding) and ski-sprinting. That last one... wow. I've never seen someone try to ski uphill before, and there was a lot of that. Overall, those women were strong. It was quite a workout.

All right, back to work. Carry on! :D

Amapiano.

Feb. 10th, 2026 09:00 pm
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I was reading Noah Shachtman’s NY Times piece on Bad Bunny (archived) when I hit the following passage and had to pause:

The United States is different, and more complicated. It’s really multiple markets in one, each developing and growing side by side. Spanish speakers might be watching música Mexicana videos while Caribbean immigrants and their kids are listening to dancehall, and members of the African diaspora are streaming amapiano. “When you’re that big and that culturally diverse,” Mr. Page says, “it can all happen within your borders.”

Amapiano? It looked Zulu, but there was something odd about it. So I googled, and Wikipedia explained:

Amapiano is a genre of music from South Africa that became popular in the early 2020s. It is a hybrid of kwaito, deep house, gqom, jazz, soul, and lounge music characterized by synths and wide, percussive basslines. The word “amapiano” derives from the IsiZulu word for “pianos”.

Pianos! That’s what I call a fun etymology. (I may actually investigate the music one of these days…)

FIC: Stadium (Tempestuous Tours)

Feb. 10th, 2026 04:26 pm
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I wish I could be more complimentary about Emor's stadium.

As a feat of architecture and engineering, it is on par with the Chara's palace. As a place of entertainment, it is appalling.

Out of all the dismal spectacles that take place here, I can only recommend the chariot races. These can be quite as bloody as the other acts that take place here, but at least they do not involve beasts and prisoners. Charioteers are highly esteemed and highly paid for their skillful work, and they care for their horses tenderly. The chariots – works of art unto themselves – achieve speeds that are said to rival that of royal messengers. I'd recommend keeping your small children and sensitive women away; crashing chariots often result in mangled bodies. But a chariot race is certainly worth witnessing, at least once.


[Translator's note: A chariot race will appear in an upcoming novel, Motley Mayhem.]

Kinda Silly but.....

Feb. 10th, 2026 03:49 pm
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As y'all knw I've been Depressed for a while. With Chuck in a home, both cats Passed and all the carp going on esp in the USA.....unsurprising;>.
So, when a song popped up in my YouTube feed a couple days ago I didn't think much about it. I mean, it's from an Adult Animated Musical series after all! But I listened and I've been better the last few days. I've played it a few times, (poorly)joined the sing-a-long version and have been humming it off-n-on since. The song is 'Hear My Hope'.
The show it's from is one I watched the pilot a couple of yrs ago but decided not to watch since the studio decided to replace all the voice actors with Broadway Professionals. Needless to say, I don't feel the same anymore.
It's called 'Hazbin Hotel', a musical animated series set in the Pride Ring of Christian Hell(and occasionally Heaven, which looks like a gold and white abomination of Whoville and the Carebears world).
At least check out the song(s) and maybe the cosplayers. Damn they're good(though NONE of those doing the angel 'Speaker for God' can finish a lipsink without those HUMONGOUS eyelashes sticking down;>!
Cheerfully,
Pat

always assume the wurst

Feb. 10th, 2026 03:30 pm
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I wasn’t feeling well yesterday, not to mention being monumentally bored. I decided to go lay down in the bedroom. I hopped up on the bed and grabbed the remote control. After scrolling through a bit I found “Sanford & Son” was on. This is literally the first time since we moved to this differently cabled part of Raleigh they I have seen an episode. Better yet, a four episode mini marathon! I snuggled up and started watching. A few minutes later, Erica came in and whacked me on the shoulder “Hey stinky, what do you want for dinner?” I told her it was far too early for dinner. Maybe after the Sanford marathon. She laughed and pointed to the TV. “You I slept through it, ya dope. Now it’s a Law & Odor marathon.

Some days it’s not even worth getting out of bed
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Title: A Desolation Called Peace (Teixcalaan #2)
Author: Arkady Martine
Genre: Sci-fi, fiction

A Memory Called Empire left me in such a place that I of course had to rush after the sequel, A Desolation Called Peace by Arkady Martine. In the second book of this duology, we're tackling the bomb dropped at the end of the last book: that a hostile alien force has been picking at the borders of Teixcalaanli space.

This became a first contact story, which delighted me, because I love first contact stories. The book posits another interesting philosophical question to the readers. Darj Tarats wants Teixcalaan to go to war with these new aliens, because it would likely drag on for quite some time, sucking up Teixcalaan's resources and keeping them focused on something other than colonizing Lsel Station, and might even destroy them in the end. Mahit does not want Teixcalaan to go to war with these new aliens because it would be an unnecessary and vast loss of life on both sides, and because in spite of its nature as an empire, there's so much Mahit likes about Teixcalaan, even though peace allows Teixcalaan much more time and resources to potentially conquer Mahit's home.

Book 2 breaks into a mulit-POV style, which works very well I think for giving us a 3D view of the situation when first contact is made and what happens after. Emotions, naturally, are running very high on all sides, so getting to see many characters' thoughts is helpful to understanding this house of cards.

Martine does a great job I think of presenting us with aliens that are alien, but still people. The question is whether they and the Teixcalaanli can work that out before someone does something fearful.

She also does well with layering Mahit and Yskander here. There are a few conversations Mahit has that hit so much harder now that we have a full picture of Yskander and how long the ambassador to Teixcalaan has been kicked around the Lsel council like a football as they all pursue their own best course for keeping away from Teixcalaan. Knowing that that fragment of Yskander is there, seeing the fallout of his own death and how it came about makes these conversations especially powerful.

The story is laid out gradually and builds to a believable conclusion. The ending is slightly abrupt--there's not really any denouement--but it didn't shortchange the story. 

One of the perspectives we see in this book is imperial heir Eight Antidote, now 11. And he's either quite precocious, or Six Direction was a genius, which is possible. This kid's a regular Johnny-on-the-spot, but he is also a narrative tool representing a very different future for Teixcalaan than Emperor Nineteen Adze represents. He is Six Direction unencumbered by years of war and politicking; he is Six Direction without the grim, dog-eat-dog-world attitude of an adult raised by Empire. But he's also young and vulnerable; he represents a Teixcalaan that could be--but also one that could so easily be smothered in its crib, a fate Nineteen Adze is desperate to avoid.

Mahit and Three Seagrass continue to struggle, even more than in the last book, with the nature of their relationship. Three Seagrass is pure Teixcalaanli, and can frequently be insulting without meaning to, but Mahit is also primed by years of Teixcalaan's cultural chauvinism to see insult even where none was intended. I felt like they landed, by the end of the book, somewhere believable--although I would absolutely read more about them if Martine was offering!

I didn't notice this book having the issue with repetition that I found in book 1, so that was a nice improvement as well.

I was worried at the end of the last book how the story would handle this shocking, massive plot drop, but I think Martine did it very gracefully. It feels like a natural continuation of book 1 while still expanding the focus of the story. I would love to see more of this universe, but I'm also satisfied with where we've left things. There are no easy answers to what to do about Teixcalaan, but that doesn't feel unrealistic either. Well done all around!
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 A Memory Called Empire left me in such a place that I of course had to rush after the sequel, A Desolation Called Peace by Arkady Martine. In the second book of this duology, we're tackling the bomb dropped at the end of the last book: that a hostile alien force has been picking at the borders of Teixcalaanli space.

This became a first contact story, which delighted me, because I love first contact stories. The book posits another interesting philosophical question to the readers. Darj Tarats wants Teixcalaan to go to war with these new aliens, because it would likely drag on for quite some time, sucking up Teixcalaan's resources and keeping them focused on something other than colonizing Lsel Station, and might even destroy them in the end. Mahit does not want Teixcalaan to go to war with these new aliens because it would be an unnecessary and vast loss of life on both sides, and because in spite of its nature as an empire, there's so much Mahit likes about Teixcalaan, even though peace allows Teixcalaan much more time and resources to potentially conquer Mahit's home.

Book 2 breaks into a mulit-POV style, which works very well I think for giving us a 3D view of the situation when first contact is made and what happens after. Emotions, naturally, are running very high on all sides, so getting to see many characters' thoughts is helpful to understanding this house of cards.

Martine does a great job I think of presenting us with aliens that are alien, but still people. The question is whether they and the Teixcalaanli can work that out before someone does something fearful.

She also does well with layering Mahit and Yskander here. There are a few conversations Mahit has that hit so much harder now that we have a full picture of Yskander and how long the ambassador to Teixcalaan has been kicked around the Lsel council like a football as they all pursue their own best course for keeping away from Teixcalaan. Knowing that that fragment of Yskander is there, seeing the fallout of his own death and how it came about makes these conversations especially powerful.

The story is laid out gradually and builds to a believable conclusion. The ending is slightly abrupt--there's not really any denouement--but it didn't shortchange the story. 

One of the perspectives we see in this book is imperial heir Eight Antidote, now 11. And he's either quite precocious, or Six Direction was a genius, which is possible. This kid's a regular Johnny-on-the-spot, but he is also a narrative tool representing a very different future for Teixcalaan than Emperor Nineteen Adze represents. He is Six Direction unencumbered by years of war and politicking; he is Six Direction without the grim, dog-eat-dog-world attitude of an adult raised by Empire. But he's also young and vulnerable; he represents a Teixcalaan that could be--but also one that could so easily be smothered in its crib, a fate Nineteen Adze is desperate to avoid.

Mahit and Three Seagrass continue to struggle, even more than in the last book, with the nature of their relationship. Three Seagrass is pure Teixcalaanli, and can frequently be insulting without meaning to, but Mahit is also primed by years of Teixcalaan's cultural chauvinism to see insult even where none was intended. I felt like they landed, by the end of the book, somewhere believable--although I would absolutely read more about them if Martine was offering!

I didn't notice this book having the issue with repetition that I found in book 1, so that was a nice improvement as well.

I was worried at the end of the last book how the story would handle this shocking, massive plot drop, but I think Martine did it very gracefully. It feels like a natural continuation of book 1 while still expanding the focus of the story. I would love to see more of this universe, but I'm also satisfied with where we've left things. There are no easy answers to what to do about Teixcalaan, but that doesn't feel unrealistic either. Well done all around!

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