My Blogger was acting up, so I wasn't able to post here what I put on Twitter last week: that I blogged on The Millions about "Tender Morsels," a brilliant fantasy book that's categorized as YA but is as sophisticated as anything "adult" I have read recently. Here's a snippet:

This was the year in which I read Twilight, in something less than forty-eight fevered hours, and thought: Tantric rape fantasy. And: Wait, is this a Volvo ad? This was also the year in which I read Tender Morsels, a young-adult novel by the Australian writer Margo Lanagan. It was a revelation, a dark, engrossing fairy tale whose intricacies and images are as haunting and impossible and psychologically freighted as a dream.