A review by haramis
Don’t Bite the Sun by Tanith Lee

4.0

I have a weird soft spot for Tanith Lee, probably because I first read her at a very impressionable age. I think her deeply inappropriate books were some of the first I got from the adult section of the library. Don’t Bite the Sun is…an experience. I don’t know how else to put it. It is vivid and weird and dreamy, and occasionally lurid. I love it for how loopy it is and how devoted it is to carrying the book’s concept to fruition. Also reading it in original 70’s paperback is a real treat, seeing as you get to tout that weird cover wherever you go (finished this pre-Covid-19 isolation, obvs). Watching the (mostly) heroine bump her head and hands futilely against the barriers that society has built around her is at times funny, sad, and infuriating. This book is like a lovely time capsule of a specific era, and I think I’ll always love it.