The Sharing Knife: Legacy
was lovely. Sweet and dryly funny and scary and sad and ultimately hopeful. And full of interesting possibilities still to be explored. I see the point of the irritating series title now: the books are as closely knit as the three books of The Lord of the Rings
are. And I can just imagine how frustrated Lord of the Rings
readers felt when the books were published in increments, though thankfully neither Beguilement
end on terrible cliffhangers the way The Fellowship of the Rings
and The Two Towers
I'm pretty sure there is going to be a third book; I can't remember now if I actually read it will be called Affinity
or not, but I'm betting it will. The word kind of leapt out of the pages of Legacy
. On the other hand, Google is not supporting this theory.
I read a number of complaints that Legacy
is too depressing, but seeing as how my favorite Bujold book is Mirror Dance,
which is sheer torture almost from beginning to end, I figured I could take almost anything she can dish out. Anyway, so is The Lord of the Rings
depressing, if you read it that way. I never do.
Labels: adult books