Evelyn discovers her husband, lying dead with his head bashed in, and starts to sob. Her sobbing wakes Bliant up! Turns out he’s not dead and having his skull bashed in is just a superficial wound. “Dang, that hurt,” he … Continue reading →
The issue’s lead is a novelette: “Memorials” by Aliette de Bodard. Anticolonial theme, part of a series of stories sharing a setting. Addresses some of the ideas in Leah Cypress’s “What We Ourselves Are Not,” in the September 2013 issue: … Continue reading →
Okay, so, Launcelot. Last seen falling out of a window into a rosebush and running away from Camelot, after Guenever scolded him. Possessions when last seen: a sword, and a shirt, and nothing else. A couple of years go by, … Continue reading →
The December 2013 issue of Asimov’s came while I was at GenCon, so my reading and review of it was lost in the shuffle. Now that I hold the January 2014 issue, it only seems fitting that I clear … Continue reading →
God, I loved this book. I loved that it wasn’t all about Tristram and Palomides having repetitious adventures, and there isn’t all that much jousting, even! Is this the best book of Le Morte D’Arthur? Only time will tell. Maybe … Continue reading →
And then Percivale rides off to look for Launcelot, while Persides returns to Camelot and tells everyone about how Percivale rescued him. Percivale has a special message for Kay and Mordred, about how he remembers their saying he wasn’t going … Continue reading →
Have you ever noticed that Malory is not great at internal continuity? Like, last chapter we had the tragic tale of Manuel, put to death for the crime of being Sir Aglavale’s squire in a place where Sir Aglavale’s name … Continue reading →
So hi. I wanted to let you, the literally tens of regular readers, know a few things. 1) At the current pace I anticipate wrapping up Le Morte D’Arthur sometime around the beginning of May of 2014. It may go longer … Continue reading →
After Veronica comes to, she realizes that her sons have ridden off and left her alone in her castle once again. “Woe!” she says, and summons a squire. “Manuel, take this purse of money, go and catch up to my … Continue reading →
Guenever overhears Bors, Lionel, and Ector bemoaning Launcelot’s fate, and she ostentatiously faints, with a loud SWOON! Soon she’s lounging on a divan, attended to by the three knights, gradually returning to consciousness. “Seek him,” she begs the knights. “And … Continue reading →
