Sorry I thought I would give this a go but couldn't get past the first couple of chapters.. I do enjoy sci-fi normally but this was just too odd and didn't encourage me to keep turning the pages. And what about the name? Not really full of promise!

I'm sorry to say I didn't really enjoy this book. It is a very dry one hander which I wasn't able to finish. The premise sounded great. A modern retelling of the Joan of ark story set in the future on a distant planet. The book begins after planet earth has been destroyed by a geo-cataclysm brought about by mans continuing need for war. I felt no particular affinity to any of the characters especially the narrator, and actually struggled to keep track of the story. I'm sorry but this wasn't really for me.

This took me back to my student days in the 80s, buying second hand Viragos and Women’s Press books at the bookstalls on the South Bank. It feels very much in that tradition of feminist sci-fi, and I haven’t read anything like it for a long time.

The main characters are Christine Pizan and Joan of Dirt, and the action divides between Earth and CIEL, so you can see we are in symbolic territory here. These are figures who trail the herstory movement, and feminist iconography in their wake. It’s almost a religious parable, if your religion encompasses a direct connection with the planet as a living thing, pan-sexuality, and the use of the body as a form of artistic self-expression, and it’s all set in the aftermath of the war that literally ends all wars – and just about everything else.

Big themes. The battle between a dehumanising retreat into technology and the great, visceral natural world, between female strength and de-sexed decadence.

Great images. The descriptions of the new bodies the inhabitants of CIEL have developed – more like living i-phones than real people – and the high-tech prison they have made for themselves, are particularly fascinating.

So there’s all this, and a good story, too. In fact, you could probably just read it as a good story, if you weren’t the kind of person who hung around second-hand bookstalls snapping up second-hand feminist literature in your student days.

Lidia Yuknavitch begins her novel 'The Book of Joan' with beautiful writing which gripped me right away. The at times lyrical, poetic use of language is both evocative and intensely moving.
I read this novel with a tight throat and chills - and wept for Love and Life as it drew to it's end.

A futuristic Joan - girl warrior, Maid of Orleans.... a tale reinvented and expanded, melded with aspects of Shakespeare's 'Tempest' - with religion, spirituality and science moulded together; the magic and energy of creation, destruction and recreation, of Life, in an intriguing and profound way to produce an impressive piece of writing that I was torn between wanting to devour quickly and wanting to savour slowly.

'The Book of Joan' describes a future for humanity which is as poignant as it is strange and terrible, unnerving in the sense of being perfectly within the realms of possibility....though the character of Joan herself takes on mythical qualities, much like her fifteenth century predecessor.

I adore that in this novel the act of writing, marking down thoughts and stories, still brings a feeling of purpose and hope, even at what appears to be the end of the line for humanity.

Also that love holds it's power even after the destruction and devolution of life as we know it.

Among everything else accomplished, the author begins a dissection and blurring of traditionally held thoughts and terms surrounding gender and sexuality. I felt at first that this wasn't taken as far or written about as well as it could have been, but having completed the novel now feel that the process is set in motion to continue to transform beyond the point where we leave the story. Thought provokingly perfect.

Neither dystopian nor sci-fi novels are genres I choose to read often, but I had noticed this title (which combines both) in a couple of 'books to read' articles and was drawn and intrigued, so already had it on my wishlist - I was thrilled to find it on the Netgalley list.

'The Book of Joan' definitely lived up to all of my hopes and expectations. A wonderful novel filled with a balance and intertwining of marvellous parts, of beautiful hope and terrific possibility. Outstanding writing.

Excerpts from the text to illustrate points made above:

"I’ve not seen CIEL from the outside for a long time, but I remember it looking like too many fingers on a ghost-white hand. Sky junk. Rats in a maze, we are. Far enough from the sun to exist in an inhabitable zone, and yet so close, one wrong move and we’re incinerated. In our man-made, free-floating station, with our rage-mouthed Empire Leader, Jean de Men, fastened at the helm of things. We’re the aftermath of earth-life. CIEL was built from redesigned remnants from old space stations and science extensions of former astro and military industrial complexes. We who live here number in the thousands, from what used to be hundreds of countries. Every single one of us was a member of a former ruling class. Earth’s the dying clod beneath us. We siphon and drain resources through invisible technological umbilical cords. Skylines. That almost sounds lyrical."

"I am without gender, mostly. My head is white and waxen. No eyebrows or eyelashes or full lips or anything but jutting bones at the cheeks and shoulders and collarbones and data points, the parts on our bodies where we can interact with technology. I have a slight rise where each breast began, and a kind of mound where my pubic bone should be, but that’s it. Nothing else of woman is left."

"Two things have always ruptured up and through hegemony: art and bodies. That is how art has preserved its toe-hold in our universe.
Where there was poverty, there was also a painting someone stared at until it filled them with grateful tears.
Where there was genocide, there was a song that refused to quiet.
Where a planet was forsaken, there was someone telling a story with their last breath, and someone else carrying it like DNA, or star junk. Hidden matter."

"the world ended at the hands of a girl. What an ungodly choice she made. To destroy life on Earth as we knew it because of the suffering she saw ahead.
When the volcanoes of earth erupted, when the waters rose and Joan emerged, it was clear to me now, we’d gotten the story all wrong. In our desire to claim her as ours, we’d misread our heroine’s aims. We thought she’d wanted to end the Wars, to save mankind, each of us secretly hoping to be chosen.
But Joan knew one thing we never learned: to end war meant to end its maker, to marry creation and destruction rather than hold them in false opposition.
The Bible and the Talmud, the Qur’an and the Bhagavad Gita, the scrolls of Confucius and Purvas and Vedas—all that is over, I understand now. In its place, we begin the Book of Joan."

How do I even BEGIN to talk about this book. It's been some weeks and I still can't stop thinking about it. This novel is terrifying, and beautiful, and inspiring and upsetting all at the same time. I loved the obvious reference to Joan of Arc as well as Christine de Pizan, the author of 'The City of Ladies'. I don't want to talk too much about the plot as the blurb is pretty succinct at telling you just what you need to know before going in. However I would like to mention that if reading about body horror and sexual assault in detail upsets you, that you should either give this book a pass or proceed with caution. 

Anyway, this book If you ask me is probably one of THE BEST books I have read in a very long time. This is the kind of new and exciting SciFi I look for these days. This is the kind of dystopian fiction that excites and terrifies me. The way Lydia writes as well is so entrancing and amazing I just, ahhhh!!!! I CAN'T DESCRIBE. And also the idea of stories written on flesh is so terrifying and 'erotic' at the same time, despite the fact that these bodies are devoid of any eroticism at all. 

UGH I JUST LOVE THIS FEMINIST SCIFI DYSTOPIA. READ IT PLEASE.

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The Book of Joan is a dystopian novel about destruction, telling stories, and the future of love and gender. It shows a near future Earth that has been ravaged by wars so a group of survivors now live on a platform hovering over their old home. Evolution has regressed and an egomaniac leader has emerged. The narrative follows attempts at rebellion and the hope centred around one child warrior, Joan, who was seemingly executed.

The novel plays out like many dystopian books do, telling stories of ‘before’ as well as the current action and bringing in new futuristic advances and concepts and then explaining them later. These elements all work, but don’t feel particularly exciting. Elements of the novel feel like a very pared down version of Margaret Atwood’s MaddAdam books and indeed The Book of Joan may be of interest to Atwood fans, with a lot of central female characters and ideas about gender. The exploration about gender, which summaries make a big deal of, is certainly a welcome element, though still feels very binary and sometimes uncomfortably done.

The Book of Joan is engaging at times, but it also feels like it is not fleshed out enough and is not doing enough interesting things with a dystopian-type setting. The exploration of gender, sex, and love has less of a focus on fluidity and more on kinds of forcible removable of these, which has some sense of trying to shock but also doesn’t really go deep enough. This is a decent novel, but doesn’t quite hold up to expectation.

Looking at Goodreads, this seems to be a Marmite book - for me, it's an ambitious failure. There are some high-concept ideas here mixed in with gender cliches, and I loved the idea of a space-station Jeanne d'Arc. But the awkward writing, the overwrought prose, the sheer muddledness of it all defeated me. Packed with ideas, this needs a serious editorial overhaul to bring clarity to its potential.