I’ve read all four books in Kate Genet’s Michaela & Trisha series, and loved them, because of the great characters and unusual plots, I figured it was time to dip into the well of that author’s offerings again. If nothing else, it would make a nice change from the murder mysteries and urban fantasy I usually read. So, having just finished Randye Lordon’s Say Uncle and Seanan McGuire’s Late Eclipse, it seemed the perfect time to try Genet’s Remnant, and I’m happy I made that choice.
Did I like Remnant as well as the Michaela & Trisha novels? Well, that’s kind of an apples and oranges comparison, and not a very fruitful one (pun intended), either. Let’s just say I liked it a lot, and I think it would appeal to readers with a range of literary tastes, one of the hallmarks of a good writer.
I love stories that combine the genres like sf or mystery with feminist content. While Remnant isn’t science-fiction, per se -- it involves more the supernatural -- it does share certain elements with the apocalyptic subgenre of sf. And, tho it doesn’t wear its feminism on its sleeve, its feminist stance seems pervasive though never mentioned in so many words.
The premise of Remnant is an interesting one: What if you woke up and everyone had disappeared, machines no longer worked, and wild plant and tree growth threatened to overtake everything? Well, easy answer: You freak the fuck out. Still, freaking out over with, you try to cope. You don’t really have a choice. You figure out how to get food, medicine, shelter, clothing. Eventually, though, you realize you need one thing more: other people, or even just one other person. This is the situation that Cass, the protagonist, is faced with.
And, even with all that, the ante is upped again by an ancient overwhelming “Other,” a presence which Cass feels is stalking her. And, guess what, no matter how much you’ve got it together, how much you’ve begun to put together some semblance of a new life, you still freak out again, and you realize the freaking out really isn’t over even then. And, guess what, it’s okay.
In fact, one of the things I like most about Cass is that she does freak out; she even contemplates shuffling off this mortal coil, aided by spoils from the local pharmacy. But, then, freak-out done, at least for the moment, she gets on with doing what needs doing. The freaking-out makes her seem more human, the squaring of shoulders and turning to the tasks at hand earns our admiration; both qualities combine to help us relate to her and to root her on.
I also like her attitude vis-à-vis the animal kingdom. Despite all she faces, like staying alive, she goes to the local zoo to free any trapped animals. I can’t imagine myself even thinking of doing that in a similar situation, and it really cements in my mind the sort of person Cass is. In fact, accepting the premise of an old god’s cleansing the earth and saving only a few people in a new Eden, her concern for other creatures may be why she was one of the ones selected to remain when others vanished.
Even more interesting is Cass’s relationship with Ezzy, a horse who is, for a long time, the only other living creature around save for a plenitude of birds. Cass treats Ezzy as an equal rather than a beast of burden. She recognizes that they need each other if they’re to survive. In a sense, Ezzy seems to realize this to. When Cass talks to Ezzy as if the horse were a person, it’s not the signs of someone losing her grip on reality, but more an understanding, and acceptance of her situation. Their relationship one of the story’s highlights.
***SPOILER ALERT*** Yes, Cass does finally find another human. (Yay!) The relationship between her and Pania seems a little rushed, maybe, but not so much to distract from the enjoyment of the story. Still, I wish we’d seen more of them together before the fast-forward to the conclusion. Their life together is just beginning, after all, and, having my interest in the relationship already piqued, I wanted a little more.
The writing is, I think, not quite as crisp as in the Michaela & Trisha mysteries, but this is an earlier work. The writing isn’t bad, by any stretch of the imagination, Genet’s voice just seems much more assured in the other books I’ve read. A reviewer on another forum wrote “each and every word is essential to progressing the story.” I couldn’t agree more. In a review of another of Genet’s novels, I wrote, “Personally, I'd call her style spare, with not one single word ever getting in the way of the important thing: the story.” I think Genet’s narrative style is perfectly suited to her stories, and that’s not always an easy trait to find, or to produce.
Another quality I’ve always found in Genet is believability, no matter how removed from the mundane the plot may be. In Remnant, she does a terrific job making us actually feel what Cass is experiencing, feel her fears, her uncertainties, her triumphs and her joys. She (Genet) also skillfully creates a mood of fear and dread, but also one of determination, and even wonder. Descriptive passages such of those of the burgeoning new plant life add to the sense of realism. In a book where so many things have become majorly FUBARed, Genet still shows us the beauty, and her ability to build suspense is every bit as good as in her later works.
One small complaint: Horses’ tack include “reins” not “reigns.” Just sayin’ okay?
So, I enjoyed Remnant very much. Updating reading progress on Goodreads, at the 25% point, I said “Gripping” and later, “Compelling.” Nothing happened in the remainder of the book to change either of those opinions. In short, it’s a damned good read, and it’s a shame (and a surprise) that Genet hasn’t been snatched up by a major publisher.