Provenance by Ann leckie
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lightreadsProvenance by Ann Leckie
3/5. Scifi about the daughter of a politician who executes a series of really terrible plans to get her mother's approval and then to do interplanetary alien relations stuff.
Pleasantly diverting, but not brilliant or anything. (Though the fiddlesticks joke made me lol; Leckie has such a weird, great sense of humor). But is it just me, or is this book kind of . . . obvious? Admittedly, processing books on this level is just what my brain does automatically, but I think I was less than 10% into this book and it explained how this culture values these vestage artifacts to mark occasions, and I was like okay, I see the title of this book, and I see this, and I see the protagonist has complicated feelings about her place in her (adoptive) family and her less than ideal origins, and I bet you anything these artifacts are fake and . . . that was it? That's the whole book? Thematically, I mean, it's about the signifier and the real thing and the blurriness between. There's nothing wrong with being straightforward, but I might have enjoyed being surprised just a leeeetle bit somewhere in there. And also not figuring out the whole damn thing before half the cast was even introduced.
3/5. Scifi about the daughter of a politician who executes a series of really terrible plans to get her mother's approval and then to do interplanetary alien relations stuff.
Pleasantly diverting, but not brilliant or anything. (Though the fiddlesticks joke made me lol; Leckie has such a weird, great sense of humor). But is it just me, or is this book kind of . . . obvious? Admittedly, processing books on this level is just what my brain does automatically, but I think I was less than 10% into this book and it explained how this culture values these vestage artifacts to mark occasions, and I was like okay, I see the title of this book, and I see this, and I see the protagonist has complicated feelings about her place in her (adoptive) family and her less than ideal origins, and I bet you anything these artifacts are fake and . . . that was it? That's the whole book? Thematically, I mean, it's about the signifier and the real thing and the blurriness between. There's nothing wrong with being straightforward, but I might have enjoyed being surprised just a leeeetle bit somewhere in there. And also not figuring out the whole damn thing before half the cast was even introduced.