If high fantasy is in your wheelhouse, I highly recommend this series. Preferably, read in order.
As I’ve mentioned before, I’m currently on a years-long quest to read my way through my husband’s bookshelves. And I’ve made it to a patch of 800+ page high fantasy books as big as my head. This is somewhat daunting to me because of my individual brain’s quirks. When a book inundates me with details (countries, races, cults, gods, unpronounceable names, battle strategies), all I want to do is skip ahead or shut down. If I don’t get that information chunked out in gradual increments, I’m just watching words on a page scroll by. It’s not that I’m unintelligent (though sometimes, admittedly, it sure feels that way), but I am quickly overwhelmed by the barrage of data.
But in reading Steve Erikson’s The Bonehunters, there’s been one more element stacked against me. I’ve read several novels in this series out of sequence. At this point, I’m not entirely sure how many of them I’ve read. Three? Four? Something like that. Anyway, I’ve done my best to crawl through this tome, recognizing that though it isn’t my favorite style of writing, it is nonetheless incredibly skilled prose. If high fantasy is in your wheelhouse, I highly recommend this series. Preferably, read in order.
Since I don’t feel quite up to the task of breaking down and analyzing the plot, I’m going to share some of my favorite moments from the book which highlight Erikson’s deftness at character building. For those of you following me on Litsy, some of these may look familiar.
First up, this exchange between a pair of… let’s call them ghosts.
And then there’s the beautifully crafted imagery in this sentence. I mean, isn’t this a wonderful depiction of how hunger feels?
I always come back to the dialogue. The characters always shine here with their mix of wit, humor, strength, and frailty.
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