I’ve been living and breathing God’s War edits for the last week and subsisting primarily on Chipotle burritoes and working internet-distraction-free at the local Books&Co. Seriously, living and breathing edits. I write work-related stuff all day and do edits on my own time, come home, work out, bike to Chipotle, bike to Books&Co and write […]
Man, I wanted to love this book. Really, really wanted to love this book. I hadn’t read any of Buckell’s stuff before, but I’d heard about it; it sounded like a great concept: space opera with a cast of characters with Caribbean heritage. I mean, dreadlocks and big guns and ships with awesome names like
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As a writer, you may write colorblind. You may pull out all the color and race and cultural tags for every single one of your characters, and thereby prove that they could be of any race! Sure. Let’s go with that. Nobody in your book has a skin color, or any sort of physical description
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You can now pick up a cheap copy of Daniel Abraham’s A Shadow in Summer on bookstore shelves. I did not lust after this book with ravenous passion of a bel dame, but I did enjoy much of what he did with it. My review/rant is here. Please support Series Fantasy That Doesn’t Suck.
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As I’ve been reading a recent SF title, it’s gotten me to think about what it is that makes fiction really great for me. Some of this I covered before when reviewing some of VanderMeer’s work, and the same issue is hitting me again with this book, only in the opposite way. See, so
Things are good-crazy, but that means there’s a lot of work to do, and man, sometimes it makes my brain hurt.
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pg 105 “All ten of us were women, Jamar. We gave up our wombs and in return were fitted with quantum computers running intrusion devices that can overpower lamina and make it extensions of our minds. It would be like being one with your ship, but anywhere. Your mind replicates, copying itself endlessly until you