I hesitate to call 2023 my year of urban fantasy, but looking back over this year’s reviews I’m noticing that at least 4 of the 22 (so far) books I’ve read this year, have some kind of city at their heart.
We’ve spent time in medieval Constantinople (Assassin’s Creed The Golden City), flown down the streets of the fantastical Elendel (Mistborn: Shadows of the Self), and heard the symphony that is New Orleans in The Ballad of Perilous Graves.
But perhaps the most striking — and bizarre (in a good way) — depiction of a city so far, is the vitality of N.K. Jemisin’s New York in The City We Became.
I’ve been anxious to read this book for quite some time. During the 2021 Hugo season, the hype for this title was strong indeed with many wondering if Jemisin could pull off a fourth win after taking home the rocket in 2016, 2017, and 2018 for her Broken Earth trilogy. Ultimately, Martha Well‘s Network Effect won out, and while perhaps not my pick (I probably would have gone with Black Sun by Rebecca Roanhorse) it seems that every book on the ballot that year was powerhouse. City We Became was no exception.
With all of that hype, I’m not quite sure how I managed to sleep on this one until nearly the end of 2023. However, after reading the precursor to this story, A City Born Great, in How Long ‘Til Black Future Month, when my book club (a 2nd club, not the one which read HLTBFM) proposed it, it seemed like destiny.
So How Was it Already?
In two words: really good.
Despite all the urban fantasy I just cited above, I can honestly say that I’ve never read a book quite like this. Even with plenty of foreknowledge of the premise, and reading A City Born Great beforehand, I was still completely astounded by how Jemisin was able anthropomorphize an entire city.
I’ve only been to New York a handful of times, the memorable visits being right after the trade centers came down, another time when I was pretty young to visit the Jazz Museum in Harlem, and once after college to get brunch at the Blue Note, and take a tour of the ancient Egypt exhibit at the Met.
Oh and I stayed with a friend once on Roosevelt Island and complained when we couldn’t find any decent Mexican food. I think we also visited Carnegie hall and cracked jokes that Donald Trump must be quite an important person since he had a Starbucks on the first floor of Trump tower, completely ignoring the fact his name was on the side of a skyscraper (this was pre presidency so I hadn’t grown to hate him yet).
I just googled all of those places just to see. They’re all in Manhattan.
I guess I have some exploring to do next time I’m in NYC.
But I digress . . .
I bring this up because in my handful of visits to the Big Apple, I’ve only managed to play tourist in one borough. Jemisin takes on five.
I would love to get a New Yorker’s point of view, but in my limited opinion she not only managed the task, but even excelled at giving each borough a unique voice and character. I maybe wish we had heard more from Queens, not because I have any particular attachment to that borough — so far as I know I’ve never been — but because I just enjoyed her character and wanted to see more.
But regardless of the exact mix of ingredients, the resulting treat was not only a fun and engaging story, but one which I felt gave New York a little more depth in my mind. More than just a dot on a map, or a place I’d been a few times but a city which lives and breathes. Since this is literally what it became in her book I’d say job well done.
As much as The City We Became is a love letter to New York, it also reads as a kind of clap-back at some of the more negative (ahem racist) aspects of Speculative Fiction’s history, particularly H.P. Lovecraft’s The Horror of Red Hook.
We’ve seen something similar in Jemisin’s short story Walking Awake (also in HLTBFM) where she takes shots at Robert Heinlein’s The Puppet Masters, and it is quickly becoming one of my favorite aspects of her writing. An element that not only shines a light on the past but also holds a mirror up to today.
I haven’t read much Lovecraft, and had never heard of this Red Hook story before reading The City We Became, so I’m not sure how much The Enemy draws from Cthulu mythos alone, but I could also see a lot of Heinlein’s The Puppet Masters in the way some of the folks were being controlled. A very cool nuance.
Give This One a Read?
Absolutely! If all the awards nominations were somehow not enough, I guess let my recommendation decide it for you?
This book is a fun read which has the dual purpose of showing Jemisin’s love for NYC while also shining a light on some of the darker places in the genre’s history.
I’m sure there’s a lot more to unpack here so please let me know your thoughts on this one in the comments!
See you next time!











