City of Stairs by Robert Jackson Bennett
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I've been driving everyone around me up the wall with my complicated reactions to City of Stairs, a fantasy novel that dropped last September. I'm still a little angry about it, but less so now that I have some distance from my immediate reaction of "NO!!!", followed by ugly crying, followed by fuming for hours. When I meet a story that's so wonderful, and I love all the characters, the adventure is fun, the setting is fascinating, and there's a rich sense of history to the world, I want it to be perfect so I can recommend it without reservation. This is another good example of what happens when a book you love just hauls off and socks you in the jaw. Not maliciously, but as we all know, we don't read stories in a vacuum!
City of Stairs is doing so many things right that I'm crushed over the fact that I came away from the book so conflicted. I went through this with God's War by Kameron Hurley, too, where I had to leave the book alone for awhile because I was just so utterly disappointed that everything I loved also existed with one story element that made me so unhappy. Everything we love is problematic, the saying goes, so what's the right balance? What do we do with otherwise excellent books that repeat troubling patterns? Because obviously burning them in a pile while crying bitterly isn't cost effective or a good way to not smell like dead, burned books. Also, you just burned all those other parts you loved. Crap.

Shara Thivani, who comes to Bulikov with her secretary, Sigrud, to investigate the murder of historian Efrem Pangyui, is so wonderful. I loved her immediately after her first scene with her Aunt Vinya, a politician of note in Shara's home country of Saypur. She's intelligent and clever, but a little bit arrogant and condescending, too. In a scene very early on she talks about jingoism and is rather holier-than-thou about it, which is fascinating as the story that follows dismantles her self-satisfaction over being better than the people who engage in the sort of overt patriotism versus her own, more shadowy version. She's compassionate and kind, but she has important things to learn about the policies she's been enforcing, and it's a treat to go along with her as she unravels the mystery of what's happening in Bulikov and on the Continent itself. Her companion, Sigrud, is interesting on an interpersonal level because how are these people, of all the people in the world, partners? But he's also delightful — he got some of the best action sequences. There's multiple professional and personal relationships here between women like Mulaghesh and Vinya, as well, which is so wonderful. The top Saypuri leaders we get to know are all women, which was extremely satisfying. If they cut each other down or challenged each other, it wasn't because they were women, it was because they were politicians.
But to me the heart of the novel is about history — both personal and national — and how history can shape so much of what we do and who we are, and what the consequences are if we learn new things about history and misuse that information. What kind of people do we become when we learn new truths or have what we think we knew challenged? We often have a choice, and that choice has far-reaching consequences much longer and more influential than we can see. What's more important: the truth or our egos? People or power?
City of Stairs is lively in its writing, canny with its revelations, and boasts a crunchy critique about colonialism that unfolds until the very end, all wrapped up in an intriguing spy narrative package. Even in dark moments there is hope, friendship, love, and compassion. I enjoyed it so much. A summary:
PEOPLE IN POWER: Shara, don't do it.
SHARA: I did it.
and
SHARA: Vohannes, no.
VOHANNES: Vohannes YES.
and
BAD GUYS: *terrible actions*
SIGRUD: *silent decision to beat some guys down*
SHARA: Oh, not again...
But I have some caveats. Although, when don't I? 10,000 points to the person who can name the last book I didn't have caveats over.
Spoilers.
My journey with this novel was a comical romp via an outpouring of emotions on Twitter, via IM, and email. I love this book. That's not a strong enough statement! I love this book. I was convinced that I had just found another book that would show up on my 2015 favorites list. Who knows? It still might, because I'm so used to swallowing troubling parts of narratives and the sting may fade in time. My relationship status with this book for the first 75% was "MARRIED WITH 2 KIDS, FOUR CATS, AN IGUANA AND TWO GOATS."

Even when The Event went down, I still wasn't mad. No, no, anger wasn't my first emotion. First, I cried about it: gross, snot-drenched crying because I'm a sensitive person who got really invested in a book and its characters. I forgot, I suppose, that happy endings don't just happen because you want them to, and I should have been on guard against shenanigans. I was never on guard. I was, in fact, completely unprepared. Plus side: it's a mark of good storytelling that I never saw it coming, even when it was right on top of me, and reacted with Semi-Inappropriate Sadness Levels (twenty minute crying jags not required to read this book; I am just a wimp). Cons: everything else about the development.

Once I was so longer sad, I got angry. I was so mad. On a scale to "stubbed toe" to "the sun going supernova", I was around a "global thermal nuclear war".

In this novel Shara's childhood ex-boyfriend, Vohannes, is a Continental (as opposed to Saypuri like Shara) and an important political figure in Bulikov. This isn't a Romeo and Juliet story (I was thankful for this), but their sexual relationship as young adults makes Shara's work in Bulikov more intriguing as she interacts with him as someone challenging the status quo. Bulikov is Vo's home, and his family and family's political allies worshipped a god that had a fairly poisonous view of sexuality, homosexuality in particular. Vo is a complicated character; he loves his nation, but he's reviled and abused. He wants to see things changed so people can live happier lives, with less fear, and so his country can start recovering. He's closeted, with good reason, and he and Shara hurt each other dreadfully over it as children. These are all very well done things; I have no beef with them. Vo is an explicitly queer character (shades of bisexuality abound in the minor flashbacks we get), visibly disabled (another intersection which I find depressing), and for some reason I didn't worry about him at all. The novel told me, multiple times: he's not safe, he's in danger, and still for some reason I didn't worry.
I have trouble talking about the patterns and tropes I see regarding queer characters because I am under-read in the language more experienced critics have to unpack these concepts. It's hard to contextualize and speak with appropriate nuance, because reading is so personal. When you read in a path that no other human being on the planet may ever read on again — your reading footprint — it becomes difficult to unsee certain patterns and have them not matter for whatever reason: the book does X right, and we rarely see Y done well so let's just excuse Z. What are we supposed to do in these situations?
City of Stairs did not have multiple queer characters that were as explicitly defined as queer by the text. There were warning signs everywhere. I'm not comfortable enough to say one way or another about Mulaghesh or Pitry, and Shara read as heterosexual, so Vo is all I have, the only one coded to me as queer.
And he dies. He's murdered.
I don't need to go into an in-depth explanation of Bury Your Gays or Gayngst, because they've been talked about to death. I don't think it's a niche topic. But I somehow trusted this book not to do that for some reason I can't even fathom now (my unfortunate idealism?). I'm also troubled because the community has been singing the praises of this novel for months, since before it was available to the plebeian non-reviewing masses. I never heard a peep that this pattern might be in this book. Initially, I figured this was because of spoilers (a character death late in the book? Sure, that's a spoiler.) But looking into it afterward, digging through reviews, searching for any reference, made me feel crazy, because no one called it out. I couldn't find anything and I started to feel like I had made it up, that I had missed an explicit reference to another queer character, that would make this, if not okay, then at least less shocking. Because I didn't think, culturally, we were over the historical storytelling habit of icing the lone, tragic queer. Have we moved on? If so, I'm not ready.
After sitting on it and thinking, I don't think I missed anything and I think what happened was that this pattern that is so painfully obvious to me is invisible to other people who aren't queer, and maybe even people who are who've just accepted the reality of this trope being with us for awhile. This is just a pattern that gets repeated because our culture is sick and queer people can often only affect some types of narratives and their remaining (often straight) characters by dying. This is just a pattern that gets repeated because not everyone sees the pattern because perhaps they haven't ever read or watched enough queer media to be able to see it. My experience of the novel up until this point was 150% positive. It's such an excellent book. But when this happened it broke my heart, even as I understand why for so many other people it was just sad, and not really that notable.
Horrible things happening to queer people aren't verboten. I'm not the Queer Character Literature Police, but there are patterns and tropes that keep getting used that gut me. I'm tired of stumbling into them like a giant story version of a bear trap. I don't want us to be untouchable, but we're already so rare in mainstream genre literature that I'm not ready for stories where we die when there's only one of us — not yet. I'm not there, and I don't think as a genre we're there yet, either, when queer SF is still niche. I'm not sure what else I should take away from that but the same things I took away from it as a kid. Should I go, "Oh, well, I was given a fantastic and complicated female MC who is utterly brilliant, I guess that's fine that queer dude is dead?" and ignore the fact that the lone queer character set up to be bitterly closeted and oppressed ends in his death by the original source of his oppression? And maybe I shouldn't be disappointed that in my initial search I couldn't find a peep of this development among the praise that went, "Hey, wait a minute…"
Bad things happen to good people, but we're writing stories that don't require people who get the shaft in reality getting it in our fiction, too. I internalized this toxic waste my entire young adulthood, writing queer characters like me (only one per story — don't get cocky!) and killing them off because that's what you were supposed to do. That's what happens to those people; they die. The queers have to be dead, safely partitioned from the rest of the world by the curtain of their mortality to have the correct amount of narrative impact or to be tolerated as part of the story at all. And I regurgitated that nonsense until a writing teacher took me aside and challenged my "Because." to their "Why?"
I'm tired of seeing people like me be dead. I've killed enough of myself in my own writing and I've seen enough of people like young queer me — alone and marginalized — killed in fiction to be utterly heartsick over it whenever it crops up to follow the same tired ruts in the storytelling road. I'm not afraid of us dying, but when we're marginalized in our own lives, and come to fantastic narratives only to watch our people die, where, exactly, is the escapism for us? Where's the entertainment? If none of us survive to go on more adventures, if there's only one of us, instead of three or four, so the death might actually mean something other than repetition of a terrible narrative pattern, how is this a positive?
I'm no literary historian or very well-read on issues of sexuality, but I know my reading past and I know that I expect more from my fiction than what I sometimes get on the axis of gender and sexuality representation. A choice was made in this book to do what it did, and so now it's left to me to figure out how to compartmentalize both my pleasure with the book and my dismay with the way it ended for its queer character. I'm practiced at doing this, unfortunately — less practiced with talking about it, obviously, but an old hand at living with the resolution.
But I desperately hope for a time when I can stop having to step back and go through this process at all. I look forward to being sad only because I liked the character and wanted them to live, instead of being sad about the implications of the death itself. That will be excellent.
To Sunil (
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City of Stairs is doing so many things right that I'm crushed over the fact that I came away from the book so conflicted. I went through this with God's War by Kameron Hurley, too, where I had to leave the book alone for awhile because I was just so utterly disappointed that everything I loved also existed with one story element that made me so unhappy. Everything we love is problematic, the saying goes, so what's the right balance? What do we do with otherwise excellent books that repeat troubling patterns? Because obviously burning them in a pile while crying bitterly isn't cost effective or a good way to not smell like dead, burned books. Also, you just burned all those other parts you loved. Crap.

Years ago, the city of Bulikov wielded the powers of the Gods to conquer the world. But after its divine protectors were mysteriously killed, the conqueror has become the conquered; the city's proud history has been erased and censored, progress has left it behind, and it is just another colonial outpost of the world's new geopolitical power. Into this musty, backward city steps Shara Thiivani. Officially, the quiet mousy woman is just another lowly diplomat sent by Bulikov's oppressors. Unofficially, Shara is one of her country's most accomplished spymasters-dispatched to investigate the brutal murder of a seemingly harmless historian. As Shara pursues the mystery through the ever-shifting physical and political geography of the city, she begins to suspect that the beings who once protected Bulikov may not be as dead as they seem-and that her own abilities might be touched by the divine as well. (source)
Shara Thivani, who comes to Bulikov with her secretary, Sigrud, to investigate the murder of historian Efrem Pangyui, is so wonderful. I loved her immediately after her first scene with her Aunt Vinya, a politician of note in Shara's home country of Saypur. She's intelligent and clever, but a little bit arrogant and condescending, too. In a scene very early on she talks about jingoism and is rather holier-than-thou about it, which is fascinating as the story that follows dismantles her self-satisfaction over being better than the people who engage in the sort of overt patriotism versus her own, more shadowy version. She's compassionate and kind, but she has important things to learn about the policies she's been enforcing, and it's a treat to go along with her as she unravels the mystery of what's happening in Bulikov and on the Continent itself. Her companion, Sigrud, is interesting on an interpersonal level because how are these people, of all the people in the world, partners? But he's also delightful — he got some of the best action sequences. There's multiple professional and personal relationships here between women like Mulaghesh and Vinya, as well, which is so wonderful. The top Saypuri leaders we get to know are all women, which was extremely satisfying. If they cut each other down or challenged each other, it wasn't because they were women, it was because they were politicians.
But to me the heart of the novel is about history — both personal and national — and how history can shape so much of what we do and who we are, and what the consequences are if we learn new things about history and misuse that information. What kind of people do we become when we learn new truths or have what we think we knew challenged? We often have a choice, and that choice has far-reaching consequences much longer and more influential than we can see. What's more important: the truth or our egos? People or power?
City of Stairs is lively in its writing, canny with its revelations, and boasts a crunchy critique about colonialism that unfolds until the very end, all wrapped up in an intriguing spy narrative package. Even in dark moments there is hope, friendship, love, and compassion. I enjoyed it so much. A summary:
PEOPLE IN POWER: Shara, don't do it.
SHARA: I did it.
and
SHARA: Vohannes, no.
VOHANNES: Vohannes YES.
and
BAD GUYS: *terrible actions*
SIGRUD: *silent decision to beat some guys down*
SHARA: Oh, not again...
But I have some caveats. Although, when don't I? 10,000 points to the person who can name the last book I didn't have caveats over.
Spoilers.
My journey with this novel was a comical romp via an outpouring of emotions on Twitter, via IM, and email. I love this book. That's not a strong enough statement! I love this book. I was convinced that I had just found another book that would show up on my 2015 favorites list. Who knows? It still might, because I'm so used to swallowing troubling parts of narratives and the sting may fade in time. My relationship status with this book for the first 75% was "MARRIED WITH 2 KIDS, FOUR CATS, AN IGUANA AND TWO GOATS."

Even when The Event went down, I still wasn't mad. No, no, anger wasn't my first emotion. First, I cried about it: gross, snot-drenched crying because I'm a sensitive person who got really invested in a book and its characters. I forgot, I suppose, that happy endings don't just happen because you want them to, and I should have been on guard against shenanigans. I was never on guard. I was, in fact, completely unprepared. Plus side: it's a mark of good storytelling that I never saw it coming, even when it was right on top of me, and reacted with Semi-Inappropriate Sadness Levels (twenty minute crying jags not required to read this book; I am just a wimp). Cons: everything else about the development.

Once I was so longer sad, I got angry. I was so mad. On a scale to "stubbed toe" to "the sun going supernova", I was around a "global thermal nuclear war".

In this novel Shara's childhood ex-boyfriend, Vohannes, is a Continental (as opposed to Saypuri like Shara) and an important political figure in Bulikov. This isn't a Romeo and Juliet story (I was thankful for this), but their sexual relationship as young adults makes Shara's work in Bulikov more intriguing as she interacts with him as someone challenging the status quo. Bulikov is Vo's home, and his family and family's political allies worshipped a god that had a fairly poisonous view of sexuality, homosexuality in particular. Vo is a complicated character; he loves his nation, but he's reviled and abused. He wants to see things changed so people can live happier lives, with less fear, and so his country can start recovering. He's closeted, with good reason, and he and Shara hurt each other dreadfully over it as children. These are all very well done things; I have no beef with them. Vo is an explicitly queer character (shades of bisexuality abound in the minor flashbacks we get), visibly disabled (another intersection which I find depressing), and for some reason I didn't worry about him at all. The novel told me, multiple times: he's not safe, he's in danger, and still for some reason I didn't worry.
I have trouble talking about the patterns and tropes I see regarding queer characters because I am under-read in the language more experienced critics have to unpack these concepts. It's hard to contextualize and speak with appropriate nuance, because reading is so personal. When you read in a path that no other human being on the planet may ever read on again — your reading footprint — it becomes difficult to unsee certain patterns and have them not matter for whatever reason: the book does X right, and we rarely see Y done well so let's just excuse Z. What are we supposed to do in these situations?
City of Stairs did not have multiple queer characters that were as explicitly defined as queer by the text. There were warning signs everywhere. I'm not comfortable enough to say one way or another about Mulaghesh or Pitry, and Shara read as heterosexual, so Vo is all I have, the only one coded to me as queer.
And he dies. He's murdered.
I don't need to go into an in-depth explanation of Bury Your Gays or Gayngst, because they've been talked about to death. I don't think it's a niche topic. But I somehow trusted this book not to do that for some reason I can't even fathom now (my unfortunate idealism?). I'm also troubled because the community has been singing the praises of this novel for months, since before it was available to the plebeian non-reviewing masses. I never heard a peep that this pattern might be in this book. Initially, I figured this was because of spoilers (a character death late in the book? Sure, that's a spoiler.) But looking into it afterward, digging through reviews, searching for any reference, made me feel crazy, because no one called it out. I couldn't find anything and I started to feel like I had made it up, that I had missed an explicit reference to another queer character, that would make this, if not okay, then at least less shocking. Because I didn't think, culturally, we were over the historical storytelling habit of icing the lone, tragic queer. Have we moved on? If so, I'm not ready.
After sitting on it and thinking, I don't think I missed anything and I think what happened was that this pattern that is so painfully obvious to me is invisible to other people who aren't queer, and maybe even people who are who've just accepted the reality of this trope being with us for awhile. This is just a pattern that gets repeated because our culture is sick and queer people can often only affect some types of narratives and their remaining (often straight) characters by dying. This is just a pattern that gets repeated because not everyone sees the pattern because perhaps they haven't ever read or watched enough queer media to be able to see it. My experience of the novel up until this point was 150% positive. It's such an excellent book. But when this happened it broke my heart, even as I understand why for so many other people it was just sad, and not really that notable.
Horrible things happening to queer people aren't verboten. I'm not the Queer Character Literature Police, but there are patterns and tropes that keep getting used that gut me. I'm tired of stumbling into them like a giant story version of a bear trap. I don't want us to be untouchable, but we're already so rare in mainstream genre literature that I'm not ready for stories where we die when there's only one of us — not yet. I'm not there, and I don't think as a genre we're there yet, either, when queer SF is still niche. I'm not sure what else I should take away from that but the same things I took away from it as a kid. Should I go, "Oh, well, I was given a fantastic and complicated female MC who is utterly brilliant, I guess that's fine that queer dude is dead?" and ignore the fact that the lone queer character set up to be bitterly closeted and oppressed ends in his death by the original source of his oppression? And maybe I shouldn't be disappointed that in my initial search I couldn't find a peep of this development among the praise that went, "Hey, wait a minute…"
Bad things happen to good people, but we're writing stories that don't require people who get the shaft in reality getting it in our fiction, too. I internalized this toxic waste my entire young adulthood, writing queer characters like me (only one per story — don't get cocky!) and killing them off because that's what you were supposed to do. That's what happens to those people; they die. The queers have to be dead, safely partitioned from the rest of the world by the curtain of their mortality to have the correct amount of narrative impact or to be tolerated as part of the story at all. And I regurgitated that nonsense until a writing teacher took me aside and challenged my "Because." to their "Why?"
I'm tired of seeing people like me be dead. I've killed enough of myself in my own writing and I've seen enough of people like young queer me — alone and marginalized — killed in fiction to be utterly heartsick over it whenever it crops up to follow the same tired ruts in the storytelling road. I'm not afraid of us dying, but when we're marginalized in our own lives, and come to fantastic narratives only to watch our people die, where, exactly, is the escapism for us? Where's the entertainment? If none of us survive to go on more adventures, if there's only one of us, instead of three or four, so the death might actually mean something other than repetition of a terrible narrative pattern, how is this a positive?
I'm no literary historian or very well-read on issues of sexuality, but I know my reading past and I know that I expect more from my fiction than what I sometimes get on the axis of gender and sexuality representation. A choice was made in this book to do what it did, and so now it's left to me to figure out how to compartmentalize both my pleasure with the book and my dismay with the way it ended for its queer character. I'm practiced at doing this, unfortunately — less practiced with talking about it, obviously, but an old hand at living with the resolution.
But I desperately hope for a time when I can stop having to step back and go through this process at all. I look forward to being sad only because I liked the character and wanted them to live, instead of being sad about the implications of the death itself. That will be excellent.
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Date: 2015-01-28 07:38 am (UTC)Robert did write back, but I don't feel comfortable excerpting our conversation here, except to say that I think it was very educational for him. Too late for Vohannes, though.
It is really hard to talk about this in places like Twitter because spoilers. :( I did write about it, but that was months before the book came out, so I'm not surprised you didn't see it.
I'm tired of seeing people like me be dead.
Yes, a thousand times yes.
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Date: 2015-01-28 08:37 am (UTC)And yes, I exploded on Twitter (unfortunately) and then utterly failed to keep it vague, and then decided I would just write about it. But I only checked in on reviews of this book after finishing it, and mostly more recent ones, so I did miss anyone who might have mentioned it before its release. :( I wish I hadn't. I wouldn't have not read it with the number of positive reviews it got, but I would've been prepared emotionally. I just...I really liked Vo. I thought the resolution of the book would have been perfect for him to start to rebuild. :(
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Date: 2015-01-28 05:48 pm (UTC)Re: re icing the gay character
Date: 2015-01-28 10:41 pm (UTC)Who is "us" in this sentence? Because it's not me. I already understand how abhorrent it is when someone thinks I don't deserve to live my life freely and openly the way I choose--or thinks I don't deserve to live, period.
This is the heart of it, right here, this ostensible "us", the unspoken truth that this is a book written not only by a straight person but for straight people. When authors do shitty things to marginalized characters--there's only one fill-in-the-blank, the black guy dies, the gay guy dies, the lesbian is locked in an asylum, the mentally ill person is evil and deserves their eventual terrible demise, etc. etc. etc. etc.--they're telling marginalized people, "You're not part of this book's 'us'. This book isn't for you."
I sure am glad you got to learn some important moral truths because a gay character died (in a "positive" way!) to show you them. Oh wait, no, actually that sounds like a terrible bargain to me. For my "us" that is all loss and no gain. But you go take your "positive" statement (fuck, I cannot even write that without my face twisting into a snarl) and enjoy your increased understanding that somehow still has not led you to actually understand any fucking thing about why some of us are really, really angry.
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Date: 2015-01-28 11:41 pm (UTC)His death is a cop-out. It's lazy writing. In fact, his death serves to trivialize and erase his pain; and hence, it undermines the very message it's supposedly delivering. People don't just suffer in a vacuum. Not all pain leads to tragic and (ig)noble death. Such romanticization of suffering is a method to avoid acknowledging and responding to that suffering. When everyone dies, it's sad, but we aren't called upon to answer for how we or our society has contributed to their suffering. We mourn and move on. Nothing we do can change the fact that they are dead, and we have no impetus to change our ways because that impetus has ceased breathing. But when there's a living person staring you in the face, you are forced to acknowledge and come to terms with the reality of that person and how their suffering takes place in your world.
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Date: 2015-01-29 12:53 am (UTC)I don't list these books to go 'see, you're wrong'. I named, what, eight books when thousands are published each year and billions exist - come on, that is not enough or even a positive pattern. I still think these books are few and far between and that you have to dig to find them. And then you have to dig again the find the ones you'll like. And even those books I did name have their own troublesome stuff going on. I'm commenting more to offer some hope that this isn't about an impenetrable wall of modern publishing disinterest which would be pretty depressing because it's so difficult to change. Instead, I say 'sometimes people will put out stuff like this, but it's still a really hard road'. Which, I don't know if it's helpful? It's small comfort I know and it shouldn't be this way at all :(
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Date: 2015-01-29 02:41 am (UTC)should not be recommended to anyone who doesn't like it when queer characters die and/or are not permitted to have romantic happy endings.
Still angry about those too.
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Date: 2015-01-28 07:16 pm (UTC)He's such an interesting character— not merely "gay" but with a more complex and nuanced sexuality; and being disabled, yet not having that override his identity or sexuality. Summarily killing off such a complex character is a cop-out. It's the easy way to avoid resolving his complexities. Even setting aside the homophobic tropes, he deserved to have an actual resolution that lives up to the complexity of his character.
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Date: 2015-01-28 11:26 pm (UTC)I'm really regretful we won't get to see what Vo might have made Bulikov into with Shara's help, because it was his dream first, and she only came around to it via what she learned. So it's doubly disappointing to see a character with a lot of promise wiped out this way (I still find the whole scene where it went down gross) for pathos. I've grown tired of characters — any characters, really — dying because I primarily read in genre and its rampant.
Death is sad, sure. But a complicated life can contain sadness, too.
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Date: 2015-01-29 12:01 am (UTC)You know how lots of times when a woman comes up with an idea or argument and noone "notices" until a man repeats the exact same thing and gets the credit for it? I'm kinda feeling like this might be a flipped around version of that: the queer Vo has a dream, but it's the straight(?) Shara who gets the credit for seeing the dream through; and Vo's death is necessary to erase his contribution and ensure that Shara gets all the credit.
...It's been a while since I've read City of Stairs, so that reading might be totally off-base. But to whatever extent it holds up, it just makes the whole situation that much more disgusting.
I wonder if there's a name for this excuse for killing off a marginalized character. It's not really fridging (since it's not providing the motivational impulse to the hero), but it's certainly not a novel trope.
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Date: 2015-01-29 02:44 am (UTC)The most basic problem with flip-the-script stories is that they tend to perpetuate the problems of the thing they're trying to critique. It is not actually any less problematic for a brown woman to be lauded for a pale man's work than vice versa.
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Date: 2015-01-29 12:20 am (UTC)I shamefully admit to not seeing it. I'm trying to get better at seeing such things, but I am far from perfect.
Your perspective and pointing out of it is valuable to me.
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Date: 2015-01-29 06:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-01-29 12:29 am (UTC)I'm tired of stumbling into them like a giant story version of a bear trap. I don't want us to be untouchable, but we're already so rare in mainstream genre literature that I'm not ready for stories where we die when there's only one of us — not yet.
This. At the very least I would like the queer character's death to be about something other than their sexuality. It is that much worse when the character is complex and interesting and likable -- when the author obviously cares I feel that much more betrayed. And when people sang the book's praises and nobody warned you because people didn't think that was worth warning for or they thought the book's other good points erased that betrayal somehow… that's kind of another betrayal in itself.
It would not be such a huge deal if I had the option to put this book down when I'm done and then pick up an awesome, light-hearted queer romance or adventure story. But I can't.
I struggle a lot with this kind of thing and how to deal with it when a book I otherwise enjoyed has one big blaring problem that makes me furious. Do I toss out the whole book right there or keep reading? Do I recommend it to people on the basis of its good points? How do you warn others about this kind of thing? I'm fortunate enough not to be a reviewer (haha) so generally I can just toss the thing and cry and rage and be done with it. I don't have to grapple that much with my other feelings about it. But I've invested my time and emotions and energy into reading and liking this book, and after it's stabbed me in the face, I may be able to put the book down but I can't take back my time or undo the hurt.
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Date: 2015-01-29 06:23 pm (UTC)I agree with the fact that there's multiple types of privilege at play here when it comes to the death of queer characters (writing, reading, recommending), but it sure is hard to talk about it, because so much of seeing that pattern is having experienced in over and over and over. Oh, do many times I've been told to "prove" my claim over this pattern, or the "if queer feelings/relationship, then physical injury/DEATH" pattern common in queer YA.
I wish I had good answers. :( If the book is otherwise telling a great story and I enjoyed my time with its other characters, I'll check with people who I rec it to. With this book I've recced it to several people after finishing and I said, "I think you'll like this but I have a warning that's a spoiler about the queer character, do you care?" because I know they care about queer characters and it's worked okay. For me it's one book at a time with a lot of comfort reading afterward (so much comfort reading).
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Date: 2015-01-30 10:54 am (UTC)I don't want to read a book published last year where an entire invented world boasts only one queer character and he gets killed off. I don't want to read a book where a queer character generates plot for the straight protagonist but kindly steps out of the way by shuffling off this mortal coil. I don't want to read a book that avoids the ramifications of featuring a queer character and their life by killing them off before it gets to anything discomfiting. (And discomfiting to who?)
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Date: 2015-01-30 11:55 am (UTC)I haven't read the book in question, but I'm so sorry that it was such a miserable experience for you.
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Date: 2016-01-11 02:56 am (UTC)I don't think I'll be finishing the book. After a similar visceral disappointment in another recently popular SFF novel, I'm not sure where to wander next. What gives, authors! These ideas aren't brave.
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Date: 2016-01-11 03:39 am (UTC)Was the popular novel you read The Traitor Baru Cormorant?
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Date: 2016-01-11 03:51 am (UTC)Also, *taps nose*.
***BARU CORMORANT SPOILERS***
Baru Cormorant is an odd case in that I know it's not just a queer tragedy, it's a queer tragedy, but I'm generally skeptical about whether 'subversions' are possible or meaningful, and in a case where the 'subversion' of queer tragedy is still... queer tragedy, I think calling it anything else is playing a linguistic meta-game. Maybe I'm disappointed because Baru's arc isn't over, and this is the beginning low-point (I hear another book might be in the making?). Maybe I'm disappointed because now that we all know killing LGBTQ characters is a morally bad trope, authors are bored of letting LGBTQ characters live (they haven't though, actually), but think they can subvert it by... killing LGBTQ characters. Something something agency. :\
(On a final note, for all I enjoyed the Karen Memory cast, I found the world and story kind of flat. My favorite doses of LGBTQ characters in SFF have been coming from Ann Leckie and Max Gladstone.)
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Date: 2016-01-11 04:09 am (UTC)I came down on this side of things pretty firmly, though. There is a second book that seems sort of firm (although I am basing it off the perspective of a reviewer I know who is deeper in the industry than I am, so grain of salt there) which might change things for the character and bring things around to a more hopeful resolution. But then that goes back to my problem of putting up with a book that punches you in the face just to get to content that includes you later on. That's almost worse than the scarcity issue! Anyway, I decided not to read that book based on reviews and I'm VERY glad I made that decision after dealing with City of Stairs. I'm sitting on the "call me when you stop killing the queers for ANY REASON, SF authors!" fence these days.
Karen Memory is steampunk and I've always assumed a light touch was a feature of the genre, versus other types of SF that dig deeper into the world building. But I definitely see that criticism of the narrative; I was just so hungry for positive stories where queers characters got to be happy and save the day that I found it wonderful and clung to it. I need to make Max Gladstone a priority this year for sure; he's been on my to-read list for over two years now!
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Date: 2016-01-11 04:24 am (UTC)For the record, I also heard about the second book TTBC from someone in the industry who seemed to think it was a given, so it does seem pretty likely from that angle.