Oh, it could be worse. I'm currently re-reading Geoff Ryman's Was, which I will privately think of as Why? Why would he write the most bleak and joyless book I've ever read? It intertwines three narratives: Dorothy (from the Wizard of Oz) and her life in Kansas, a realistic view of a Dorothy who had no magic adventure in Oz; the life of Judy Garland; and a modern (1980s I believe) young gay actor who is going to play the Scarecrow in some production of Wizard of Oz. His sections are the only ones which are not horribly depressing, but so far, they are taking up a lot less space. I read this when it was new (most likely it was on the long list for the Mythopoeic Award when I was on the committee - it is woefully unsuited for that) so I don't remember much other than my overall impression of hating it. I am fully expecting the only pleasant character to die horribly from AIDS later in the book.
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Date: 2025-01-02 09:22 pm (UTC)