So Rebecca Roanhorse’s Storm of Locusts is the second of her Sixth World Navajo urban fantasies. I liked the first one well enough, but bounced off of a couple of the story elements of it; I’m happy to say that this one worked better for me.
The main improvement was that a couple of character notes that bugged me in the first book were cleared up in that book. There were still character things I didn’t love, but this is definitely my own idiosyncratic personal preference—the protagonists in this book are a group of people who are working together, but all have their own interests and don’t quite trust or like each other. Which is… well, it’s fine, I guess. It’s realistic, it makes sense, I have no objective criticism of it.
But what I really love is when those characters like each other and have fun as a sort of found family. That’s where Butcher’s Dresden books or “M.L.N. Hanover”/Daniel Abraham’s Black Sun’s Daughter books really get me; it’s not about the supernatural baddies, it’s about the group of friends working together to oppose them.
But there is some of that here, and it goes along with great world-building, a creepy bad guy, and what looks like an interesting over-arching plot. Good stuff, and I’m in for the next one.