I'm reading The Broken Lands, by Kate Milford, and enjoying it very much. It's a well-written YA story that combines characters from folklore with New York City in the late 1800s and the building of the Brooklyn Bridge. One reason I'm enjoying it is because it's not like some of the books I've read where someone took Old World mythology and sort of patched it on to an American setting as if it was supposed to belong there but the stitches showed.* This feels like it was part of the fabric all along. In that way, it makes me think of James Blaylock and Tim Powers . . . except not.
Also, in some way that is harder to put my finger on it reminds me of Advent, by James Treadwell. I think those who liked that book might well like this one, although that one felt thoroughly British and this one feels thoroughly American.
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* This criticism does not apply to, say, The Golem and the Jinni, where there are no such clumsy stitches.