J.S. Fields

Author & Scientist

Review: The Rampant by Julie C. Day

Genre: science fiction: dystopian

Pairings: f/f

Queer Representation: cis lesbian, cis bisexual

Warnings: none

 

 

 

Review

Good news! The rapture came and it was nothing at all like what any of us prepared for.

Well, it almost came.

It’s going to come.

Really.

Just…we’re waiting for the last god to show up.

Forget the four horsemen of Biblical fame. It turns out the MCs at the end of the world are the seven Evil Messengers aka the Rampant and his six siblings. The Rampant’s brothers, six of those seven Messengers, arrived ten years ago, ready to wave the Rapture starting flag, just as the King of Heaven and Earth had scripted. The Rampant, however, had other plans.

The end of the world has been here for ten years now, and the rapture is pending. Trouble is, it didn’t come from any of the big world religions. Sumerian gods are the real deal and most of them showed up for the apocalypse. The Rampant, unfortunately, is ten years tardy, and the rapture can’t happen until he shows up.

Sixteen-year-old Emelia has been tasked, by the Rampant, to find him in the underworld and help finish up this apocalypse. She takes her best friend Gillian (whom she does not have a crush on), along for the ride and because two people can carry more PBR (the preferred drink of hungry demi-gods who want to eat you) than one.

Romance is, of course, found along the way:

Mel’s always been tall and skinny like her dad, but these days willowy describes her even better. Sometime in the last couple of years the girl found her curves. Lately, I’ve had to add these non-friend feelings to the list of things best sealed away. Some nights, like tonight, I’m more like a sieve.

The worldbuilding is strong and delves into Gilgamesh lore (see, that 9th grade literature class DID come in handy!), the action and pacing steady, and the characters compelling. The little novella packs a punch, both emotional and in terms of definitely going to be eaten in the underworld by a dead baby-creature.

This book has a whole lot of action and a decent serving of romance in a tiny little package.

+10 for undead dad puns.

+20 for bioluminescent fungi in the underworld!

14/10 would recommend as a great dystopian lesbian monster-killer novella!

Review: Rescue Her Heart by KC Luck

Genre: science fiction: space opera romance

Pairings: f/f

Queer Representation: cis lesbian. cis pansexual

Warnings: homophobia (by a character), attempted sexual assault

Review

Captain Nat Reynolds is a workaholic space ranger. Catherine Porter is an eighteen year old down-on-her-luck waif with a dilapidated ship and not a penny to her name. Asteroids happen and Catherine gets stuck on the ice planet Hoth (not really its name but same idea) and needs some serious saving. Catherine thinks she’s straight. Nat definitely isn’t. They end up in a hotel room together. You can guess how it goes from there.

Also space pirates.

RESCUE HER HEART is romance with a light sci fi flavor, but definitely can be classified as ‘lesbians in space’ due to several space scenes. The plot follows well-established romance lines and employs a number of lesbian tropes such as soapy sex scene, age gap, and coming of age sexual awakening.

The book begins by establishing Nat as a battle-worn space ranger whose only love is her job. She’s never taken a vacation, which is critical information for her spending spree a bit later in the book.

An asteroid field strands Catherine on an ice planet and space ranger Nat comes to her rescue–a rescue that of course involves getting naked for warmth.

Nat learns Catherine has no money due to her father disappearing (and being quite the drunk) and so offers to fly Catherine to a nice planet where she can get some clothes with Nat’s money. They end up in a hotel room (cue important ‘where will we sleep’ tension) and go clothes shopping (cue ‘do you want to see the cute panties you bought me?’). Catherine thinks she’s straight and so flirts like only an eighteen year old can with a safe target. Nat’s big on consent and so things get really damn hot. Catherine eventually realizes she wants to bang and things proceed.

The second half of the book has more of the sci fi plot. Deciding to go on a pleasure cruise in a fancy rented spaceship, Catherine and Nat become prisoners of space pirates when their ship gets jacked. Then there’s lesbian space pirate drama (the best kind) and some decent action scenes.

Nitpicks

Erasing homophobia in future settings is a growing trend in queer fiction, especially spec fic. Parts of RESCUE read more like a 1980s bar encounter in terms of homophobia and sexual advances but it’s definitely important for authors to be able to see their worlds in the books they write. Many lesfic writers in particular came of age in the 1980s and 1990s, when homophobia and sexual harassment were still very commonplace. Being in this age group I can deeply relate to the events in the book, although they may ring abstract and unnecessary for younger readers.

The biggest stumbling block in the story is the tech. The book is one hundred years in the future but one law enforcement person still uses a paper printer (it’s noted as an antique). Heaters still have dials. The ‘old’ spaceship has a windshield (that gets cracked from a meteor but no one gets sucked into space) and a steering wheel that Catherine actually has to fight to keep the ship on course through the asteroid field.

(It should be noted that my partner defended the steering wheel and suggested that the old ship was made for human comfort and the inertial dampeners had been routed through the steering wheel to give it a more ‘historic’ feel.)

You don’t really read books like this for the science, however, and the problems are easy to overlook in the very well done sexual tension. The scenes and placements are sometimes silly and over the top but keep you well in the narrative and rooting for the main characters to just boink already. Example:

…Nat realized the woman was braless. Nat forced her eyes away, and with shaking hands, pulled off the girl’s boots and socks before focusing on removing her pants. It was difficult to cut through the thick fabric and knowing precious time was slipping away, Nat tossed the scissors aside and gripping the cloth, yanked with all her strength to tear the pants apart and off the girl’s body.

I mean, we laugh but really, we’ve all had this fantasy.

You can join the space pirates in ebook here, or the space rangers in paperback here. Either way, you get to bang in the shower.

 

Review: Saints Astray by Jacqueline Carey

This is a review for the second book in the duology. To read the review for SANTA OLIVIA, click here.

Genre: science fiction: urban

Pairings: f/f

Queer Representation: cis bisexual, cis lesbian

Warnings: none

Review

Freshly escaped from Santa Olivia, Loup and Pilar are two hot young women on the run from the US government. One is part genetically-engineered wolf, the other quite buxom. That’s… basically the plot.

The sequel to SANTA OLIVIA sends the duo first south to Mexico, where they meet a group of other wolf-hybrid escapees. They’re all men, of course, which further isolates Loup. After a both exciting and depressing vacation with people who finally get her, but will never really know her, Loup and Pilar decide to take a job offer as Super Secret Agent Bodyguards.

The agency that hires them wants them to go through rigorous training first, which Loup aces but Pilar struggles through. Pilar works through her inferiority complex (and finds out she’s got killer aim with firearms) and the two then proceed through a number of celebrity bodyguard jobs. There’s more cute language, ear blowing, licking, and adorable endearments. I like mush with my action. So too, apparently, does Carey.

While Pilar and Loup are out being Super Agent Bodyguards, an investigation into Outpost 12 (Santa Olivia) rages through the US government. Pilar and Loup eventually use their newfound fame as bouncers for a rock band (no, seriously) to drum up public support to free the outpost, and run into some old friends along the way. There’s yet more kidnapping, a deeper look into the science of Loup, and a lot of Pilar reading fashion magazines.

SAINTS ASTRAY is a more than worthy sequel to SANTA OLIVIA, and once again strikes a great balance between mushy love and ‘shoot em in the face’ action. Again, if you can get the audio version, do it, as the reader is amazing and those mushy scenes are about a billion times hotter when they’re being read to you.

You can become a Super Secret Agent Bodyguard by buying the paperback here, ebook here, or audiobook here.

Review: Santa Olivia by Jacqueline Carey

Genre: science fiction: urban

Pairings: f/f

Queer Representation: cis bisexual, cis lesbian

Warnings: none

Review

A border town between the USA and Mexico is cut off by the US government as a base to run genetic experimentation trials. The goal: a wolf-human hybrid trained for military operations.

Unfortunately the residents of Santa Olivia were not given a choice about being trapped inside their small town and tensions run high. The only way out is to win a boxing match against a military-ranked boxer in monthly competitions–something none of the residents have ever done.

Things go awry, as they must, when one of the wolf-men escapes the military compound and is sheltered by one of the townspeople. His legacy of their short time together is a daughter with extraordinary strength and speed, and a deep desire to avenge her older brother, who died in a rigged boxing fight that should have won him his freedom.

SANTA OLIVIA is, hands down, my favorite lesbian science fiction book. Though billed as nothing of the sort, the book follows the life of Loupe Garron from her early childhood idolizing her brother, his death, and her eventual superhero style vigilanteism with a ragtag group of orphans as they fight back against the military occupation.

Embedded in the story is a sweet and powerful romance between Loup and Pilar–a busty, slightly older orphan girl. The two come of age as Loup comes fully into her supernatural powers and it is their love for one another that eventually sets Loup free, both from her past and for her future.

The book is written in the same acute pacing that Carey uses in most of her books (another favorite of mine is STARLESS). The romance line is thrilling and sensuous, and numerous lines comparing sex to good quality tequila are just downright hot. There’s a lot of whispering and ear blowing and voluminous bouncing and it’s just really good, okay?

“I bet Coach Roberts would pay you decent money to train a few of his best guys in secret,” she said. “That could be a real job for you, baby. One you’d like.” She licked Loup’s earlobe. “We could get an apartment.”

Loup squirmed. “It’s still living in slow motion.”

“Living with me?”

“Not you.” She shook her head. “Sparring with normal people.”

“Oh.” Pilar blew in her ear, smiled when Loup wriggled again. “It’d be nice, though. Nice big bed. No more getting carpet burn from fooling around on the floor of the choir room.”

There’s plenty of sappy mushy talk and also solid action and a disturbing plot that, even though it came out in 2009, could very well be today. The Santitos gang of orphans are the best ragtag crew the town of Santa Olivia could ask for, and there’s just enough science to bring about wonder, without getting bogged down into the weeks of genetic tinkering.

You can infiltrate Santa Olivia and meet a wolf-woman in ebook here, paperback here, and audio here.

If you have the opportunity to get the audiobook version, I would recommend that in addition to the print, as they are uniquely different experiences.

To read the review for the second book in the duology, SAINTS ASTRAY, click here.

Review: The Dreaming Stars by Tim Pratt

This is a review for the second book in a series. To read the review for THE WRONG STARS, click here

Genre: science fiction: space opera

Pairings: f/f, m/nonbinary

Queer Representation: cis pansexual/bisexual (unclear), nonbinary

Warnings: space lesbian delight!

Review

The crew of the White Raven returns! Still coming down from the high of taking out an Axiom facility, there’s some emotional cleanup to do.  Elena’s onetime friend and definite megalomaniac Sebastian has to be de-brain spidered, Callie has a funeral to attend (her own), and they all need a job. Of course said job takes them into Axiom territory where they discover the hilarious truth of the galactic overlords and what they’re doing in their stasis capsules of death and destruction.

THE DREAMING STARS is the second book in the Axiom series, and, predictably, has a slower start than the first as emotional cleanup needs to happen after the shattering revelations in THE WRONG STARS. The action doesn’t take off until the back quarter of the book when the crew finds an actually inhabited Axiom station and a swarm of murderbots that are attempting to eat the galaxy. There’s some intrigue in the ship as well, with a funny shimmer that keeps stalking Callie that no one else can see.

Although the action part of the book is at the very end, the first three quarters of the book are not wasted on filler and fluff. THE DREAMING STARS is a true middle bridge book, and spends much needed time expanding Callie’s character in particular, as well as ‘I’m-going-to-kill-you-in-seventy-ways’ Sebastian, and cyborg Ashok.

Elena doesn’t get as much screen time as I would have liked, but there are numerous scenes between her and Callie that are beyond adorable, and it is the build up of that relationship, in particular, that kept me engaged with the narrative. It’s rare in a space opera (outside of THE LONG WAY TO A SMALL, ANGRY PLANET) that we actually get to remain in romance spaces after the pair has gotten together. The pacing of THE DREAMING STARS gave the relationship between Elena and Callie time to breath and develop, and the sidebar adventure where Callie goes to her own funeral and Elena chats with Callie’s ex-husband is priceless.

As with THE WRONG STARS, there is plenty witty space opera banter that gives that television feel to the book (really, Witty Banter should be a full on space opera trope if it isn’t already). In fact, the best banter is usually between Callie and Elena, and serves to give us glimpses into their relationship. Some favorites:

(Remember: Elena is the one who was in cryosleep for 500 years)

Callie frowned. She’d heard of New York–it was a common setting in historical fiction, like Rome and Constantinople and Paris–but… “What’s New Jersey?”

“New Jersey! Just across the river from New York, but a million kilometers away culturally? Butt of endless jokes? Their state bird is an inferiority complex?”

“Huh?” Callie said. “Before my time. It’s probably part of the Eastern Innundated Area now. They do scuba tours to look at the submerged ruins.”

“Ugh. The future is the worst. Nobody gets my jokes.”

“Truly you bring us the wisdom of the ancients.”

“Ancients, huh? I am young and vigorous. You’re the one who tapped out last night.”

(and another. Remember again, Elena went into cryosleep before humanity really colonized anything outside of Earth)

“We may be eaten by space monsters.”

“Yes, but before that happens, I will get to stand on another planet.” Elena snuggled in closer. “We should have sex on Ganymede. And then we should have sex on Owain. We should collect various celestial bodies. I like collecting things.”

You can get your own access to the Axiom’s war games here in paperback and here in ebook here.

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