The other side of Seanan McGuire—author of the ongoing affairs of faerie misfit October Daye—Mira Grant got off to a great start with the Newsflesh books. The first of the three, Feed, was ostensibly about bloggers during the zombie apocalypse, and whilst it won none, it was nominated for any number of awards, including the Hugo. I enjoyed it an awful lot.
Feed, however, felt complete to me, so when Deadline was released the next year, I didn’t know quite what to make of it. I read it regardless, and found it... fine. Entertaining enough, but not notably so, not innovative in way its predecessor was, and certainly not necessary. In the end, my nonplussedness was such that I never bothered with Blackout beyond the first few chapters: though it bears saying that the Best Novel nominations kept on coming, for book two of Newsflesh and the conclusion, overall, the series seemed to me to define diminishing returns.
But it’s a new dawn, a new day, a new time, and I’m feeling good about the future. Parasite marks the beginning of a brand new duology, and I’m pleased to report that I’ve got my Mira Grant groove back. Indeed, I’ve rarely been so keen to read a sequel, in part because Parasite doesn’t so much stop as pause at a pivotal point, but also because it’s a bloody good book.