A review by pearseanderson
Gideon the Ninth by Tamsyn Muir

5.0

Everything I want a book to be: hot, bloody, ornate, surprising, and killer from the moment you step into it. I savored starting this because I knew it was going to be good and, guess what, it was GREAT. Started on Tirtiri Matangi, inside a lush grove filled with at least a hundred hungry birds that popped in and out and in and out of my sightline, never leaving the roar they were creating around me with their collective pips, squawks, and signs of life. Surrounded by such Kiwi joy and life, I knew I had to start a book by a Kiwi author with so many sex jokes and necromancy. It was a good decision.