I just spent $26 of my save-ups on a hardcover book. >.<

Already I know it was a well-spent $26. I’m a huge fan of this man’s work – it’s all the stuff that I’m bananas for: it’s totally transporting, it’s smart, and it holds up a mirror to society. I’m excited to start this one – in the first two pages, it already has the linguistic density of the Bas Lag books (Perdido Street Station et al), and I can’t wait to sit down after dinner with it and fall in.

There’s just so much terrible sci-fi fantasy out there, & it’s such a pain in the butt to sift through the awful stuff in hopes of finding something worth reading – to find China Miéville’s work is a capital-j Joy.