A definite favourite for me to add to my coming of female rage shelf.

A story told with alternating points of view between Lottie a fit, smart freshman on a hockey scholarship the phrase sunshiny as fuck could be used to described her, she is determined to find out what really happened to a girl called Janie who died 10 years earlier at the college (did I mention Lottie is a bit of a true crime fan) and is inhabited by the spirit of a rightfully pissed off angry nun. The other point of view is the beautiful, gothic and fiercely scholarly Alice who to manage the all too believable rage that besets any woman in our hegemonic masculinity culture she stumbles upon a sinister soul-splitting ritual hidden in Carvell’s haunted library, which can manage it, at the cost of a Jekyll/hyde type split. I also loved the slow, caring affection that develops between these two. I definitely want to read more of

Warning there is an immortal cat that during one of these Jekyll/hyde rages is strangled by our protagonist but does return a few days latter.

Everyone who has read and enjoyed V.E. Schwab works knows what to expect and this novel is no exception. One review described this as A "darker, edgier sister of Addie LaRue".

The focus begins in 16th-century Spain, with the rebellious red headed Maria who seeks and marries a wealthy viscount to seize control over her own life. She soon learns even a wealthy wife is just another cage, but a mysterious widow Sabine says only two groups of women in this society are free Widows and Nuns (and she says she is in to bad a relation with god for that role. María chooses transformation as escape.

The point of view then jumps to 2019, and the most modern college student Alice, with flashbacks of memories of growing up in Scotland with her mercurial older sister. Alice wakes up alone after a one-night Sapphic stand unable to tolerate sunlight, sporting two new fangs, and desperate to drink blood. Alice’s modern timeline brings these ancient horrors into our digital age, where smartphones capture evidence and social media creates its own form of surveillance. Yet the fundamental questions remain unchanged: what does it mean to hunger, to need, to survive at the expense of others? Alice chooses to fight back and it's her story I found the most engaging I do love a tale of female coming of rage.

The last point of view is introduced halfway through 19th century, Charlotte is sent from her home in the English countryside to live with an aunt in London when she’s found trying to kiss her best friend. She’s despondent at the idea of marrying a man, but another mysterious widow—who has a secret connection to Maria’s widow from centuries earlier—appears and teaches Charlotte that she can be free to love whomever she chooses. Charlotte chooses toxic love despite its destructive nature.

Maria, Charlotte, and Alice are queer women searching for love, recognition, and wholeness, growing fangs and defying mortality in a world that would deny them their very existence.

Of course it wouldn't be V.E. Schwab without beautiful lyric descriptions with the title of the book coming from a poem/song provided by a sire/sired pair of vampires she meets early in her transformation.

What sets this novel apart from other vampire fiction is Schwab’s refusal to romanticize the monstrous. María’s transformation from victim to predator is portrayed with unflinching honesty—there’s no moment of beautiful awakening, no gentle introduction to supernatural powers.

I hadn't encountered Tanya Huff prior to this stand alone novel, though she has a prolific 40 year history of publishing. This is cosy horror romance meet-cute, or given these are eldritch horrors meat-cute (sorry, not sorry) .

Maggie over at the Lesbrary sums it up well "… town of Lake Argen is remote and isolated because it likes it that way. The idyllic small town is a little too idyllic—because generations ago the town founders made a deal with a dark power for prosperity. They keep outsiders out, deal with the odd incursion, and in return they watch the silver flow from their mine and their town prosper. Cassidy Prewitt runs the town bakery and has also been chosen as one of the servants of the Dark. When a wealthy visitor disappears in Lake Argen, it falls to Cassidy to deal with both official questions and the private investigator that the man’s family sends to the town. To Melanie Solvich, a recently unemployed teacher, the chance to earn a much-needed windfall just for driving to the middle of nowhere and asking a few questions seems like the perfect opportunity. She is not prepared for how strange the town is, or how cute the town baker is…"

The story is told from alternating points of view between the dark's Cassie (there is a discussion about how to punctuation this horror from beyond highlighting just how amusing this book can be) and our incomer Melanie (I think incomer is the towns name for those from outside the initial family founding lines).

This story is charming. The Dark (see comment about punctuation) is hilarious and sweetly awkward, (“HAVE THE TWO OF YOU SHARED THE VIVISECTION OF AN ELDRITCH CREATURE BY THE DARK OF THE MOON?”) and I would love to discover more of this town the dark, its guardians and quirky inhabitants, in fact it would make a great TV series. If you appreciate Welcome to Night Vale I think this story will entertain.

"It's like having a lab partner who won't stop talking about how they cry after jerking off". which is a description offered of someone in the first few pages of the novel which helps prepare you from what sort of transgressive ride you are in for with Sarah Gailey fifth novel.

And whilst anyone can see the echoes in John Campbell, Jr.’s classic novella ‘‘Who Goes There?’’, and its even acknowledged as any comment by any of the 6 person team to John Carpenter’s The Thing earns a $5 fine in the jar in the dinning hub.

This group is isolated in a half constructed desert station is specifically interested in the life within the desert’s cryptobiotic crust. The team of mixed genders and sexualities, different personalities and motivations lead by Kinsey who (and we don't kink shame in this house howthefuckever) yearns to make love to a virus, the kind of active virus you might find in a dying coyote. On her wall, she has a picture of a T2 bacteriophage, and while staring at it, she is overwhelmed with desire. Where else would a scientist with such a desire choose to work but in a remote desert on a four yar study.

I also enjoyed the at the end of every chapter unravelling the story in the present, there’s a flashback to Kinsey bringing the team together, Ian Mond in Locus magazine sums it up well "then the early months on the station as they get to know each other. Amid all the body horror, these interludes remind us that the team – Domino, Saskia, Jacques, Mab and Nkrumah – is made up of distinctive, flawed, passionate individuals who fall in love, play pranks, argue (mostly while getting drunk), and take their science seriously.

Also the reference to " Felt like to be a scientist in that administration" everyone knows what administration they are talking about.

A female coming of rage narrative is a favourite genre of mine, unsurprisingly given the misogynist culture we find around us everyday.

The story focuses on three young adults Grace Salter is the new girl in town, whose family was run out of their former community after her southern Baptist preacher mom turned into a radical liberal after falling off a horse and bumping her head, (and I love this off scene addition to the story. I have read of cases where head injuries have lead to personality changes I love seeing where one made the person more compassionate), Rosina Suarez is the queer punk girl in a conservative Mexican immigrant family, who dreams of a life playing music instead of babysitting her gaggle of cousins and waitressing at her uncle’s restaurant and Erin Delillo is obsessed with two things: marine biology and Star Trek: The Next Generation, but they aren’t enough to distract her from her suspicion that she may in fact be an android.

I was surprised when the young women's collective called for a now sex strike no one referenced Lysistrata's mission to end the Peloponnesian War. The conversations in the novel reveal the power dynamic that young women negotiate, not just with men bit also women in the hierarchy such as the Head of the high school. These called to my mind a scene from the 2020 movie 'Promising Young Woman' and the conversation the protagonist of that movie Cassandra has with Dean Elizabeth Walker of the University. More of this please.

Whilst these young women's view are where we spend most of the story it allowed other women (including a trans woman) voices to be heard and their points of view seen. Whilst the driver is initially the rape Lucy Moynihan, the former occupant of Grace's new home, was run out of town for having accused the popular guys at school of gang rape the story goes on to reveal a culture of rape and assault in the small town which from anyone who has read any statistics is very believable.

A book which for me falls into the window category (thankfully) and a reminder for all pushing for a more hopeful society we should be grateful that women are only demanding equality and not revenge.

Hell is empty and all the devils are here. The Chatelaine has come.

Set during the Flemish Peasant’s Revolt of 1323 – 1328, this is a historical fantasy which provides an incredible cast of strong women a literally hellish world. Once men half blended in the forges of hell with beasts, and birds and even devices becoming walking canons stalk the streets and dead men swarm the walls, revenants who visit to call on their loved ones and bring them to hell or infect them with a lingering death called The grief. Hell is a gigantic beast whose mouth has opened in Flanders. Its new mistress (I would usually defer to the term master but the Chatelaine calls herself mistress and so I adopt her choice) is a woman so long resident of hell that she has forgotten her name but she declares when asked if she is the Queen of hell replies

"I have no right to that kingdom as it had no right to me, but I am, for now, its mistress and manager. I hold the keys, you may call me perhaps its chatelaine". This magnificent introduction perfectly describes the titular character.

She is one of the fascinating women encountered. We meet Margriet de Vos killed her first soldier when she was eleven. Who as a child tricked an invisible water monster with a riddle and so was promised transport on its back throughout the canals. She has buried six children and will fight for the daughter left to her. And she’s on a mission to reclaim her daughter’s stolen inheritance. Jacquenine Ooste who employed her as wet nurse for her daughter is at one point dismissed by a clergyman as a moor underestimated her sharp with in a court. Beatrix Margriet 's grown and married daughter whose kind heart is given visions of the horrors that will one day come to Flander's fields and one of the intriguing man characters Claude a trans man who has stolen a copy to the key to hell, sold it to Margriet's husband and wants it back.

"This isn’t a book about saving the world, that the characters are ordinary people – widows and their children and a man-at-arms – who are more interested in getting the money to live than dealing with the disaster around them. That’s the province of kings and counts who fight and make life hellish enough for common folk without actual hell arriving. These ordinary people are the sort fantasy and historical fiction pay far less attention to, but they have stories of their own". - Sifa Elizabeth

Fair warning this is book 1 in The Downworld Sequence, published in 2023 but I haven't seen no announcements of a next release and I do want to read more.

Emma Mieko Candon’s The Archive Undying opens with an all to possible beginning: “When an AI god dies, its city dies with it.” This opening line sets the tone for a gripping narrative that binds elements of trauma, flesh-and-blood characters, and the mesmerising allure of the complex relationship between humanity and AI.

Our initial point of view is provided by Sunai, who one reviewer (Simon Kerr at Friction ) "a lovably reckless lead, his latest inadvisable hookup, and a rather suspicious crew". Sunai is haunted soul unable to escape the aftermath of a robotic god’s corruption that left his home in ruins, Sunai has roamed like a ghost for years, numbing his pain with vices and fabricated indifference. But just when he thought he was out, they pull him back in. The gears of fate start turning when Sunai wakes up beside an unexpected stranger with whom he shares more than one passionate night. Fate, like time, is never linear, and Sunai is once again sucked into the machinations of cybernetics deities and the ones that would seek to worship or destroy them.

Other reviewers have commented on how much they found this book a challenge to read but so worth it and I agree. The greatest strength of this book is the writing, which is fluid, clever, and hilarious. Some descriptions read like poetry, others made me laugh out loud: “You were interfaced when corruption hit, riddled with finer threads, all white and tender, the dendritic web through which you understood Iterate Fractal meat to finally consume you. If Iterate Fractal means to eat you, it had better hurry its shit up.”

Candon swiftly delves deep into her characters’ psyches, immersing the reader in Sunai’s heartfelt grappling with the profound impacts of past (and ever-present) trauma. The Archive Undying constantly challenges notions of reality and understanding, creating an ethereal atmosphere comparable to Jeff VanderMeer’s Annihilation but it also reminded me of my first experience reading Ann Leckie's Imperial Radch space opera trilogy that began with Ancillary Justice.

Seeing the world through Sunai’s eyes was a visceral experience; witnessing his carving as he battles both powerful external forces and the demons within him was terrifying and blissful. The slow-build relationships add layers to the story, making the connections between characters feel substantial. Candon weaves a narrative that questions what it means to love and trust in a world where personal boundaries are interchangeable and permeable and memories are preserved and manipulated. Sunai and Veyadi’s journey is not only one of survival but also a search for connection and understanding in a fragmented, high-stakes world.

The plot fascinates, if you can navigate through the points where the plot bewilders. It’s a book you’d want to take your time with. It may be a book I’ll return to in a year or two and discover the 30 percent of clarity I was missing and happily say, “It’s better than I remembered.” Despite its density, I recommend this beautiful complicated story and hope to read more of Emma Mieko Candon.

T Kingfisher is one of those authors I have read and always been engaged by her work, never have I had a disappointment, she is one of my reliable to read authors who I haven't yet devoured her extensive bibliography as I like to keep her novels up my sleeve to perk up my reading.

This southern gothic horror novel masterfully pulls a quirky and genuinely likable protagonist Samantha Montgomery, a thirty-two-year-old post-doctoral scholar in archaeoentomology. She is introduced when the novel opens, where our protagonist is greeted by a vulture perched on their mailbox, keeping a close eye on the house.

Another reason I love Kingfishers work as it is significantly researched and I learned a lot along the way about Vultures, insect taxonomy, ladybugs and roses in fact the author acknowledges the book sprouted (sorry, not sorry) from her own complicated love-hate relationship with tending rose bushes.

The horror aspects of A House with Good Bones kick into overdrive in the last fifth of the book, drawing to while a predictable, but no way unsatisfying conclusion.