Eleanor Arnason, A Woman of the Iron People. First published 1991; this edition e-reads Publications, 1999.
I know I promised I’d read it. And I will, eventually. But it is old-school big idea, world-as-character, thoughtful-argument SF, and I have too much thoughtful-argument in the rest of my life to be able to cope. It doesn’t help my ability to keep reading, of course, that the pace is gloriously leisurely, and I can see the beginnings of what might form overarching thematic arguments.
Conclusion: it’s probably a good book, but I can’t read it right now, because it requires too much of a kind of investment I can’t give it at this time.