{"id":13944,"date":"2025-07-06T20:51:54","date_gmt":"2025-07-06T20:51:54","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/?p=13944"},"modified":"2025-07-06T20:51:54","modified_gmt":"2025-07-06T20:51:54","slug":"rose-house","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/rose-house\/","title":{"rendered":"Rose\/House"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>(by Arkady Martine)<\/p>\n<p>I picked this one up randomly at the library and am glad I did: this turned out to be a thoroughly enjoyable read for me. One of the epigraphs is a quote from <a href=\"https:\/\/www.newyorker.com\/magazine\/2016\/08\/01\/how-luis-barragan-became-a-diamond\">this New Yorker article by Alice Gregory about the architect Luis Barrag\u00e1n<\/a>, and I&#8217;d recommend reading the article as a companion piece after you read the book. Martine borrows some elements and phrases from the article (an architect whose ashes are made into a diamond, a sealed archive, an architect who wants to make &#8220;houses into gardens, and gardens into houses&#8221; and creates buildings whose &#8220;floor plans only gradually make themselves evident to the visitor&#8221;). But she makes those elements into something new that&#8217;s part locked-room murder mystery and part haunted house story, with musings on humanity\/AI\/consciousness. <\/p>\n<p>The story is set in the future&#8212;at one point the year 2180 is referenced as being in the past&#8212;but the world doesn&#8217;t feel <em>that<\/em> different from our own: now, but with certain things amplified. There are glancing references to &#8220;people getting killed for their water rations&#8221; and &#8220;air credits&#8221; and too little or too much rain, all of which imply a worsened climate crisis; there are self-driving electric cars; there are smart homes taken further, particularly in the case of Rose House, which is a house in the Mojave desert that is not just &#8220;embedded with an artificial intelligence&#8221; but actually &#8220;<em>is<\/em> an artificial intelligence.&#8221; Rose House, which is described as &#8220;all hardened glass and stucco walls curving and curving, turning in on themselves&#8221; initiates the action of the book, in a way, by making a legally-mandated phone call: there&#8217;s a dead body inside, and Rose House needs to alert the police. But it doesn&#8217;t have to actually allow the police in to investigate, and it isn&#8217;t much inclined to: the architect who created it has been dead for a year, and as part of the terms of his will, only one living person is allowed to enter: Selene Gisil, an ex-student who&#8217;s now the dead architect&#8217;s unwilling archivist. The detective who answers the call from Rose House figures she&#8217;d better get in touch with Selene, and the plot unfolds from there, with more than one mystery to solve: who is the corpse in Rose House, and how did he get in, and what did he want, and how did he die? And, perhaps most important: what secrets might Rose House be holding?<\/p>\n<p>I found the style of this novella really engaging&#8212;it&#8217;s big on mood\/setting in a way that I found satisfying, and the prose is fluid and often gorgeous. I read this over the course of a long weekend and it was such a good book for that kind of mini-break.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>(by Arkady Martine) I picked this one up randomly at the library and am glad I did: this turned out to be a thoroughly enjoyable read for me. One of the epigraphs is a quote from this New Yorker article by Alice Gregory about the architect Luis Barrag\u00e1n, and I&#8217;d recommend reading the article as [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-13944","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-fiction"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13944","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=13944"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13944\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13951,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13944\/revisions\/13951"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=13944"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13944"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13944"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}