There is an oddity to this anthology’s overall structure, which is where its issues start to creep in.

In the Middle Ages, Arthurian literature quickly became a kind of early global literature itself, traveling across wide waterways and continents, and Griffith reminds us that the Roman Empire with its own tremendous reach made its British extension a more cosmopolitan place than most modern Arthurian adaptations imagine.

It’s rare for me to feel so sympathetic for a book that I believe is profoundly wrong.

Goliath’s anger is apparent, as well as its learning, its mourning, its love. 

Sometimes clarity is the last thing we need in a world filled with chaos.

This is a novel concerned to such a degree with interiority, both physical and mental, that it's sometimes difficult to tell what's going on outside of the characters.

This might sound dramatically dystopian, but it doesn’t come across as such.

Khaw has constructed a weirdly unreal atmosphere.

[ . . . ] uses its speculative setting to capture a unique perspective on transformation and becoming

At first glance, She Who Became the Sun seems like it would sit comfortably on the shelf beside the tremendous flowering of twenty-first century epic fantasy.