My backlog here is kind of alarming, so I apologize for what’re likely to be some pretty sketchy catch-up posts.
Let’s start with Tamora Pierce’s Bloodhound, sequel to Terrier. Like that book, this is the diary of Beka Cooper, now a full Guardswoman. It takes place mostly outside of Corus, Tortall’s capital city, because she’s sent to help track down a counterfeiting ring.
I didn’t like this as well as the last one for a couple of reasons. It felt a little long and a little defensive about the importance and excitement of chasing counterfeiters. And for no reason that I can pinpoint, I find Beka’s diary entries about romance and sex acutely embarrassing: I don’t object to Pierce’s handling of these topics generally, it’s something about Beka’s narration. Which also reminds me that every time Beka mentioned that she was out really late and wrote this before sleeping or whatever, it wrecked my suspension of disbelief. She’s writing in a compressed cipher, sure, but it’s a 500+ page hardcover, and so I have a really hard time accepting that she’s actually handwriting out these entries in her copious free time.
My ancient notes to myself read “okay but never felt awesome,” and I’m going to stick by that impression now.