I didn’t really like McKillip’s Kingfisher, which I started reading before the author died and finished after I’d heard about that. In general I’ve come to think that this author and I don’t jive well, and I don’t plan on reading more of her work. I held off writing this review for a few weeks because I suspected posting it might make people who enjoy her work unhappy, due to her recent loss. A bit of time’s passed now, but I’ve put it behind a cut so that you can with it engage only if you feel comfortable doing so.
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