After checking out the options our minor godlet has placed himself on an EngLit course - other students and faculty of course believing he has been there from the start, as is our knack.
The first of his set books is the weighty quasi-historical sf fantasy 1610: A Sundial in a Grave by Mary Gentle.
[A renowned swordsman/spy has to run for his life from France, collecting on the way a brilliant young French duellist and a shipwrecked Japanese warrior. Arriving in England he finds himself unwillingly recruited into a plot to Save the Future of the World. There are plenty of sword fights and lots of historical detail giving the real feel of 1610, but the plot is almost superfluous to the age old story of Boy meets Girl, boy Loses girl, Boy Wins Girl Back.]
Our godlet reports that the end of the book is sufficiently heart-wrenching that many tears were shed by the female readers - giving him an ideal opportunity to offer a handkerchief and a supportive manly shoulder. And for what other reason would he be there of course?
Until tomorrow.
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