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I recently watched , the Netflix movie adapted from ND Stevenson’s graphic novel. It’s set in a futuristic world with medieval aesthetics: subways, flying cars and pizza sit alongside suits of armour and wimples.

Nimona (pictured above) is a shapeshifter. But as she tells us – flashing between being a shark, a fox, a squirrel and a girl – she isn’t a girl, she’s Nimona. With her help, Ballister, a commoner-turned-knight, must clear his name, reunite with his boyfriend and save the kingdom. It’s a joyful celebration of being yourself, a meditation on trauma and a parable about questioning your society’s values.

I’m currently devouring Megan Giddings’s novel . It’s our world, but with the literal fear of witchcraft, which has deadly consequences for women, especially women of colour. Halfway in, it promises a journey through grief, family and one of my favourite places: Lake Superior.

Christie Taylor

Multimedia reporter

New York