The world is populated by everything from humans to Artificial Humans, but speciesism runs rampant. Everything that can go terribly wrong does; and while it always comes back to Brazil, it all seems to be going down in London, which is a seething pot of conflicts and crossed wires, as new lies are told and old ones resurface; as old murders are recalled and new ones committed; as history is rewritten; and as a very ugly but potentially extremely powerful statue is passed from wrong hand to wrong hand.
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By harlequin
Oct 10, 2010
You may be interested in reading Pass the Parcel if you love London hopelessly even though you bitch about it all the time, you think that world building doesn't stop after the trip to the department of exposition, you have woken up hungover in A&E, you think that the trip to the department of exposition is overrated anyway and you'd rather not have answers if it meant you didn't have to read clunky inserted paragraphs of back story, you enjoy a healthy mockery of clubbing in all it's forms, you are part of the campaign for the recognition of non-biological sentients, you love comics, you hate comics, you have ever wanted to scream or cry or punch things but you got wasted instead, you understand that the risks of pickpocketing outweigh the returns, you want me to shut up and leave you alone now.
Set in near-future alternate London, everyone's after an ugly mysterious statue. As it passes from hand to hand and complicates the lives of everyone it comes in contact with, shenanigans occur. Contains Artificial Humans, exotics, tribes of daemonkin, cults, parasitic symbiotes and yet more unusual beings, murder, lies, incompetence, hatred, the hapless, the hopeless and the stoned. Read this book! Wonderful characters, an abundance of plot, and full of surprises.
Before I read this book I was blind, dumb and had parasites living in my pores. Afterward, I ascended to a higher plane of existence, able to shoot lasers from my eyes and poop nymphomaniacal gymnasts. I'm not directly claiming any link, but there's no smoke without fire, eh?
This is a beautifully written story. The author's a particular favorite of mine, as she has the ability to string words together into phrases that stick in your head, scenes that stick in your throat. Perhaps unusually, apart from the intrigues of the plot and the well-developed characters (Alembic breaks my heart whenever he's on the page), this is a bit of a love letter to London, and that much is evident from the writing and the attention to detail. This book is not only worth your money, it is worth your time.
