Update: REALLY tried but could not endure. Picked up the sequel to Fifth Sacred Thing instead, and so far it is absolutely lovely. City of Refuge is strong evidence of Starhawk’s wisdoms and movement sharpened analysis.
Original: I haven't finished this yet, and I definitely will. I care deeply about the Fifth Sacred Thing characters. I was so excited to read an extension of the magical Fifth Sacred Thing that I dug right into this one after finishing that one.
Unfortunately, Starhawk seems more adept at reflecting on race/ racism in a mostly post-racial society in which Fifth Sacred Thing is set. Set in the 1960s-1980s (so far), this installment's reflections about Black folks' experiences come off as... I don't know, stilted? And, there is a super long stretch in Nepal. Maya interacts with Nepali peoples in a flat, patronizing sort of way rather than giving any Nepali character any depth. They are flat props - cute, charming, servile cardboard cutouts - receiving lots of head-patting vibes from Maya and her tour group. I shudder. Perhaps a product of the 1990s growing ecotourism trend?
U.S. white citizen going on international tourism type stories, and stories told by a white author about Black experiences attempting a Black voice, can feel pretty gross sometimes, but they are possible to do well in some world. Though Starhawk *almost* reflects on Maya's internalized nationalism and racism meaningfully a few times, so far we're missing the mark. This yikes-worthy tone pops me out of fully experiencing the otherwise well-written and interesting protagonist deepening story. I'll update when I'm done.