It’s hard to find anyone who doesn’t have an opinion about Wallis Simpson — even harder to find someone with a good opinion of her. This is a new look at a famous figure, set against a very specific time and place. It brings new perspective to both Wallis Simpson and 1920s legation Peking.
A little heat in the iron radiator, / the dog breathing at the foot of the bed, / and the windows shut tight, / encrusted with hexagons of frost.
Francis Stevens published her first story in 1904. She was just 17 years old. Like the teenage Mary Shelley and Frankenstein before her, she changed how speculative fiction would be written afterwards, but for some reason Stevens is not a household name. Hopefully, that is about to change.
Remember, remember… November feels like the start of the slow turn to the close of the year. Everything outside gets browner and crunchier. There’s the quiet dying of the light. It happens subtly, then all at once. It also gives us a moment to sit with the quiet, find a small corner, wrap up in a blanket, and read by lamplight.
Brodie’s inner monologue is always cranky, sharp, and amusing, and this book is no different. He remains the reluctant hero, by dint of being the one who shows up, not because he has any magnificent altruism.