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book reviews -- from short and sweet to...long and bitter.

Friday, December 13, 2002

Futures Imperfect


Futures Imperfect, an SFBC special including

Uncharted Territory, Remake, and Bellwether, by Connie Willis

_Uncharted Territory_ was published in 1994, _Remake_ in 1995, and
_Bellwether_ in 1996. Each of these three has its own distinctive flavor.

I can't really describe _Uncharted Territory_ without giving it away. The expedition team of Carson and Fin are the best, but work on Boohte is slow for a variety of reasons. One is the fines they pay with every step they take. Another is is the new kid, Ev. There's gatecrashers, and the birds, a little flooding, and the Wall.

_Remake_ I found the most difficult to read, because part of its subject matter involves remaking existing work -- just like revisionist history -- to remove the Bad Thing of The Day. Alcohol, cigarettes, Jefferson owning slaves, whatever. That sort of revisionism bugs the hell out of me, and it's an important part of _Remake_. Don't worry about me, just read the story. There's a whole mini-industry surrounding making this kinds of modifications in the future Hollywood. There's the Dissolute Sold-Out Artist, and the Young Ingenue who just wants to dance with Fred Astaire. And so, she does. How is another matter.

_Bellwether_ is about fads. Love. Chaos theory. Sheep. Biology, and handicapping the Niebnitz Grant.
Reckoning Infinity


Reckoning Infinity, by John Stith

Stith is consistently described as "destined to join the ranks of..." -- Clarke usually. Now, maybe that's just really big shoes to fill, but I think because of it I'm inclined to judge his work more harshly than I might otherwise. He's not there yet, but it will happen.

An accident takes away a great deal of Alis Neumann's humanity, as she sees it, and the man responsible for it is Karl Stanton. It is his shuttle that crashes into the space station, but like most other parts of life, things are a little more complicated than that.

Both Alis and Karl flee their old lives, once they can, Alis with
her new unwanted body parts, and Karl with a dark cloud of blame. Unfortunately, on the edge of nowhere, they're thrown together to explore a _something_ that is entering the solar system. What, or who, is it? What, or who, sent it?

Stith uses a small cast in _Infinity_, which I think serves well as it did in _Reunion in Neverend_. We see through both Alis's and Karl's eyes, and neither one is a stereotype. Each has their moments of understanding, empathy, and their exploration of the alien object forces a journey of understanding about and between themselves as well.

Once on the object [I'll leave it at that] there are aspects of _Reckoning Infinity_ that remind me strongly of John Varley's _Steel Beach_ or Gaean Trilogy. Mankind exploring an alien form, possibly an alien intelligence, that operates on a much larger scale than humans do.

If you're a fan of Stith, I think you'll like this. If you've never read any of his work, you'd be well served to start with any of his recent books, including this one.
To Say Nothing of The Dog


To Say Nothing of the Dog, by Connie Willis


_To Say Nothing of the Dog_ is set in the same universe as _The Doomsday Book_. Time travel is a given, and an entire staff has been co-opted by Lady Schrapnell because she wants to rebuild Coventry Cathedral and get it Exactly Right.

But it is almost impossible to get there.

Nick is sick and tired and mostly just horribly tired -- too many jumps in too short a time will make any historian silly -- and he gets popped through to Victorian England for a little vacation, but also to correct a wrong, except he doesn't know what it is because he was too sleepy during his briefing.

What he finds later is that -- somehow -- someone has managed to bring something back from an expedition in time. The only problem is, that's impossible.



Reclamation


Reclamation, by Sarah Zettel

A "stunning debut novel" -- yeah, that works for me. In a world of "I'm human but you're not", everyone's looking for humanity's origin. But isn't the old aphorism of 'be careful what you wish for' just oh-so-true?


The Doomsday Book


The Doomsday Book, by Connie Willis

Holy......no wonder it won the Hugo and the Nebula. Good God. Set in both our future, in England, and our past (the 14th century), a time-traveling historian timeshifts to study mediavael culture, landing in the wrong time literally, but the right time in the end. At the same time, an influenza virus is destroying her colleagues "back home"....and they have to know exactly when she went to get her back. Both parallel threads are impressive and absorbing.

Simply. Stunning.
The Miles Vorkosigan Saga


Shards of Honor,
Barrayar,
Warrior's Apprentice,
The Vor Game,
Borders of Infinity,
Ethan of Athos,
Cetaganda,
Brothers in Arms,
Mirror Dance,
Memory,
Komarr,
A Civil Campaign,
Diplomatic Immunity, by Lois McMaster Bujold

"The Miles Vorkosigan" saga

As an author Bujold's been highly recommended to me, but I hadn't sat down and read any of her work until just recently. These are great. Interesting characters, interesting societies, well-developed worlds. Good stories.

Read 'em. I'm going to read every piece of hers I can find.

Later Note: Bear in mind that 'recently' means, oh, 1998.
Aftermath


Aftermath, by Levar Burton

Well, coming off some of the best science fiction I've read in years, I have to admit I wasn't thrilled with this one. A good-but-not-great book, still, worth reading for concept alone.
The Postman


The Postman, by David Brin

Picked it up as soon as I paid enough attention to one of the movie ads to see that it was 'based on the novel' by Brin. Sort of by accident, and sort of because he just can't deal with it anymore...a wanderer starts to restore the devastated United States of America.
The Cobweb


The Cobweb, by Stephen Bury

Yeah, they are the same author. What if the bio-weapons that just might be used against your wife in the Gulf are being secretly manufactured down the street? What if?
Interface


Interface, by Stephen Bury

Who may-or-may-not be a pseudonym for Stephenson, Sidra, but even if he's not, you should read him. Okay. I did. I liked it. A LOT. The presidential election is about to be dominated by a man hard-wired to the whole electorate. Awesome.
The Diamond Age


The Diamond Age, or, A Young Lady's Illustrated Primer, by Neal Stephenson

So, yeah, I went looking for everything he's ever written. I'm not going to bother saying anything more original than this: read it. "People who plow through these mind-bogglers will walk around slack-jawed for days and reemerge with a radically redefined sense of reality." Bruce Sterling, Dallas. --- What he said.
Zodiac


Zodiac, An Eco-Thriller, by Neal Stephenson

Sangamon Taylor is a professional pain in the ass, totally cool, and in really, really deep water.
Snow Crash


Snow Crash, by Neal Stephenson

OH, man! He does everything in this book! Builds one of the coolest, funniest future worlds I've ever seen, goes crashing through cyberspace on virtual motorcycles, crashes hacker's wetware, all to the tune of some very primal Sumerian babble therapy. It's fantastic.

The Galactic Milieu

Jack The Bodiless, Diamond Mask, Magnificat, novels comprising The Galactic Milieu Trilogy, by Julian May.

Same author, same universe as the Pliocene Saga, many of the same people (sort of), different time. Again, same high quality across the board. I am so impressed.
The Pleiocene Saga


The Many-Colored Land,The Golden Torc,The Non-Born King, The Adversary - 4 novels comprising The Pliocene Exile, by Julian May.

I'm frequently disappointed in multi-novel sagas, I wasn't with this one. Each book was distinctly good, there was no appreciable difference in quality or tone from book to book, just well done as a whole. Made me wonder if the whole thing had been written as a magnum opus, then published as 4 books. Each book ends at a logical stopping point, but each subsequent one begins on the heels of the previous.
Stars in My Pocket Like Grains of Sand


Stars In My Pocket Like Grains Of Sand, by Samual R. Delany

Oh wow. The classic. Don't read it unless you're willing to devote a sizeable chunk of attention to it. Very unique flavor. Wordsmith extraordinaire: and then it just ends like that! AIGH! Must. Get. Sequel!
The Dispossessed


The Dispossessed, by Ursula K. LeGuin

Oh, my god.

Finally, I have read this book. Ethics, social conscience, the responsiblity of an individual within and without of his society. Hoping the author doesn't hate me for this comparison, but it reminded me of the theme of individual responsibility - to not recognize the misplaced authority of others but your own authority over yourself - in Ayn Rand's Atlas Shrugged, which I've read several times. LeGuin is an amazing writer, I expect this will go on my read many times list.
Starship Troopers


Starship Troopers, by Robert Heinlein

Another of the finest, touching on the morality of the application of war and an ethical society. Re-read for the nth time.

Later Note: Seen the movie? Same title, and that' s about all, kids.
Armor


Armor, by John Steakley

One of the finest forays into war by a science fiction author I have ever read 4 or 5 times.Delve into the minds of two men: Felix, fighting the most hopeless of battles, that he can't win, knows it, but can't bring himself to die, either; Jack, a scoundrel and con man who lives Felix's life and has to come to terms with how it changes his own. There's a bifurcated storyline that will bother you the first time you read this book, but let Jack grab your attention in his own way when you meet him. It's worth it. If you've got balls, both main characters will grab them.
The Right To Privacy


The Right to Privacy, by Ellen Alderman & Caroline Kennedy

Random House, 1995.

A survey of hundreds of recent cases in which American citizens have come up against the intrusions of government, business, news media, and their own neighbors. Very interesting.

And highly apt today.
Manhatten Transfer


Manhattan Transfer, by John E. Stith

Tor Books, New York, 1993. Manhattan gets...abducted by aliens. Eeehehehehehe.
Reunion on Neverend


Reunion on Neverend, by John E. Stith

Tor Books, New York, 1994. Underground colony at the edge of the universe (must be some poetic license here, fellow scientists), ancient alien mystery. Salvation? Destruction? Who knows.
The Compass Rose


The Compass Rose, by Ursula K. LeGuin

An anthology, yes, how'd you guess? The Author of the Acacia Seeds, and The Diary of the Rose are favorites of mine.
Orisinian Tales


Orsinian Tales, by Ursula K. LeGuin

Of course it's an anthology. An die Musik, sniffle.
The Difference Engine


The Difference Engine, by William Gibson and Bruce Sterling

Not as good as I wanted it to be, yet good. I haven't pinned down exactly what left me feeling a little...dissastified.
Listen Up



Listen Up: Voices From the Next Feminist Generation
, edited by Barbara Findlen
The Feminine Mystique



The Feminine Mystique
, by Betty Friedan

Wow. wow. wow.

Re-posting this -- this review is a few years old -- I realize I must clarify my reaction. Wow -- that was a completely different world these women lived in, and I'll never fully understand. Wow -- I was born and raised a feminist, and not everyone was. Wow -- how on EARTH can you justify discriminating against someone because of their skin color, or the slant of their eyes, or the plumbing between their legs? What are you, nuts?
The Stronger Women Get, The More Men Love Football


The Stronger Women Get, The More Men Love Football: Sexism and the American Culture of Sports
, by Mariah Burton Nelson

So far, I think this is a seminal work, by no means definitive, laying the framework for some serious analysis of attitudes regarding men, women and sports.
When God Was a Woman


When God was a Woman
, by Merlin Stone

(Harcourt, Brace & Co, 1976) I am so glad I bought this book. I've read "The Book Your Church Doesn't Want You to Read", which included essays discussing pre-Christian roots of icons, terminology, beliefs. An utterly eye-opening book. Judaism and Christianity did not exist in a vacuum. Read it.

"Woman" takes a further step back into history and, among other things, examines the matrilineal societies practicing goddess religions in the Fertile Crescent area and the patrilineal, Indo-Iranian faith carried into the region by invaders from the north.

It's so interesting to see the ebb and flow of these conflicting societies' power in the form of the changes in their mythologies. Who was in power? Well, if the female diety has supreme status, the matrilineal society is running things. If a new myth appears with a male diety supplanting the female, that indicates a society that's been invaded by a patrilineal culture. Stone doesn't examine "just" mythology, but language roots and archaeological data from Egypt, Turkey, India, all over that part of the world.

I took some anthropology courses as part of my college education, but didn't realize until I read this book how EVERYONE and their dog HAD to start out matrilineal, if 'any'-lineal at all, by virtue of not knowing how sex led to conception. Mother is the visible giver of life, yes? So a Mother Goddess is the only logical development from such early human communities.

This book discusses the story of the religions of the Goddess and the inherently different view of women's roles in societies that worshipped her. AND proposes, how the writers of Hebrew (becomimg Christian) dogma did their damnedest to destroy the matrilineal/matriarchal/matri-social cultures and faith, in order that their patrilineal/patriarchal/patri-social culture and faith might thrive.

After all, a culture that relies on passage of name and status through the male HAS to control the female sexuality completely. Maternity is never in question, but paternity can be.

What an eye-opening book. I had no idea of the scope of Goddess religions throughout the Fertile Crescent, Red Sea, Mediterranean Sea, Indian subcontinent - you know, the "cradle of civilization". Sumerians, Egyptians, Cretan, Hebrews (gasp) were Goddess-worshippers, everybody rhumba!

I highly recommend this book to anyone with half a brain.
Memory Blank


Memory Blank, by John Stith.

Ace Science Fiction, Berkely Publishing Group, New York, 1986.

Okay, there's only one reason I bought this book: because I was born Sidra Stith, and look! look! that's my name on a book! Aw, cool! And you know what? It's pretty good.
The Abyss

The Abyss, by Orson Scott Card

(Pocket Books, 1989) Written in tandem with the film, actors and crew making real people for Card to write about. This is not a novelization, really. It's really good. I cried for these people, because they were real, and I didn't want them to die at the bottom of the ocean.
Nightfall

Nightfall, and Other Stories, by Isaac Asimov

(Doubleday & Co, 1969) Finally! I've read the famous 'Nightfall'. An anthology, several stories from which I've read, others that I hadn't come across before.

Bradbury Classic Stories I


Bradbury Classic Stories I, The Grand Master Editions, by Ray Bradbury

(Bantam Books, 1990). Selections from The Golden Apples of the Sun and R is for Rocket. I love short stories, which is rather obvious. You can usually tell a Bradbury story from 10 feet away, which is not an insult, he just has such a distinctive style.
Gateway

Gateway, Beyond the Blue Event Horizion and Heechee Rendezvous, by Frederick Pohl

Gateway is a really good book, the others are not as good, but I'm glad I finally read them.
Defending Pornography


Defending Pornography: Free Speech, Sex, and the Fight for Women's Rights, by Nadine Strossen

(Anchor Books, 1995) What can I say? Censorship scares me, I had to get this one. This is really good! I recommend it.

Thursday, December 12, 2002

The Tending Instinct



The Tending Instinct: How Nurturing Is Essential to Who We Are and How We Live
, by Shelley E. Taylor

Probably, the most precise summation I can make about reading The Tending Instinct is that I didn't really want to, and I'm glad I did. It is a seminal work, tying together ideas and data from difficult-to-quantify areas such as the psychology of stress, the emotional and physical aspects of the act of nuturing, and its [especially long-term] effects, and the biochemistry of stress response in humans and other primates, in both the long and short term. She also discusses tending in society as a whole -- that is, the nurturing infrastructure of a society, those elements of day-to-day life that make it easy to tend or be tended. Ease of access to trusted caregivers for working parents, or medical care, educational or mentorship opportunities, for example.

Why didn't I want to read The Tending Instinct, initially? Because I was suspicious. I worried it would be filled with soft uneven science -- assertions made without supporting data, anecdotal evidence or untrustworthy statistics[*]. Or, worse, an overt right-wing ideology that See! Women should go back into the kitchen and restrict themselves to being Wives And Mothers (tm). Or, equally worse, a stereotypically 60's feminist ideology trumpeting that women are nurturers and men aren't, and we need to socialize medicine/money is evil. Or some patched together combination thereof.

Instead, I found a large amount of anecdotal data as lead-in to more detailed discussions, which were, in turn, buttressed and refined by the results of substantial studies appearing in major peer-reviewed journals. (Reports by stress researchers, primate researchers, developmental psychologists, etc.)

Taylor starts by discussing research in the late 1940's on war orphans in Germany. When Elsie Widdowson, a medical researcher at Cambridge University, was responsible for monitoring the nutrition of two group homes of orphaned children, approximately 100 orphans aged 4-14, these children were noticeably below the expected norms of height and weight. While at the orphanages their nutritional needs were met better than during wartime, their rations were still inadequate. Widdowson and her colleagues tried an experiment, scraping together a higher ration for one of the homes and leaving the other unchanged. They expected to observe a superior growth rate in the children with a higher ration.

Against their expectations, the children with the unchanged rations had a superior growth rate.

Upon investigation, Widdowson and her colleagues found that the effect of the changed rations was secondary to the effect of one caregiver who genuinely cared for and about "her" orphans, in sharp contrast to another responsible for the other home, who frightened the children under her care.

One caregiver, showing affection and generating affection in her kids, had a bigger impact than the food the orphans ate.

One caregiver. 50 children. And a bigger impact than food.

From that beginning, Taylor deepens her gaze to examine the origins of tending, chemical and behavioural responses in men and women to stress, the evolution of a large social brain in humans, the effect of tending in developing emotional responses to life, and the long-term impact of poor stress response on health and life expectancy. Separate chapters are devoted to discussions of the physical, social, and emotional benefits of tending in women's groups [that is, groups of women, not women's movements], tending in the marriage partnership, and tending in men's groups [again, groups of men, not men's movements]. Parental tending is discussed early and often.

One thing Taylor points out specifically [and revisits this theme later when discussing working life] is that successful primates, in strict dominance hierarchies or not, are successful because they build coalitions, not because they're the biggest, most aggressive baboon in the bunch.

Taylor then ventures into a short discussion of tending-related causes of altruism, and the last two chapters of The Tending Instinct examine tending on a broader scale and in the context of society. In particular, Taylor discusses the relationship of social class to health, ponders work relationships and the interpersonal skills that make a good boss/employee, and suggests directions we can go in the future with a better understanding of our need both to nurture and be nurtured.

With The Tending Instinct, Taylor is synthesizing, spanning disciplines to draw together different strands of research in biochemistry, psychology, and other arenas, to propose they demonstrate human beings are overridingly a tending species, a nurturing species. Success, for h. sapiens, is existing in a strong network of support, giving and taking as one's needs require. Our most successful humans are those who inspire, those who persuade, those who build coalitions to achieve a good for the entire group.

Taylor as author, has two habits that I didn't like. Stating an assertion and then providing supporting data -- I prefer data first, conclusion second -- and I think she left too much in her footnotes that could have been in the body of the text. No doubt the latter was an editorial decision to maintain an easy reading flow, and it was probably the right decision. However, I strongly recommend reading The Tending Instinct with two bookmarks: one for where you are in the text, and one for where you are in the footnotes. Some of them are a half-page or a full page in length. That's a lot you don't want to miss.

[*] An artifact of running into some popular yet not-terribly-substantiated statistics appearing elsewhere.
A Border Passage

A Border Passage: From Cairo To America -- A Woman's Journey, by Leila Ahmed

Lyrical. Reflective. Beautiful.

A very intimate autobiography because it's not an autobiography at all, it's about 'border passages' -- from child to adulthood, women's communities to patriarchal ones, citizenship to immigrant, and has stirred in me a strong desire to learn more about Islam. It blew a lot of my misconceptions out of the water, but in an incidental fashion: not, "You all think Muslim women are like this, you're wrong, here's the truth", but "when I was a child, I grew up this way, in a woman's community filled with the oral teachings of Islam, oral culture, oral tradition..." lots of wonderful and instructive reminisences about her family and culture and growing up in Egypt during the time that Nassar
came to power, the era when the word "Arab" was redefined, and the impact of her parents, her immediate family, and their beliefs on the sum and substance of her own life. In the course of this discussion is embedded a course on Egyptian history from the eyes of both a child, and the adult scholar who turned her attention to her own home and history.

Ahmed's comments on coming to America at the height of '60s feminism', when white middle-class women where questioning fundamental tenets of their society, yet being discouraged from asking similar questions of her own society's tenets, a pressure many 'feminists of color' experienced, was of particular interest to me.
I think there may be an interesting parallel between that experience and the pressure on Third Wave feminists by some older feminists to not stray from the path established by them in the 60s, to not ask our own questions.

Ahmed's discussion of the impact of a literary emphasis on education in a culture that is predominately oral has caused me to question my own rigid assumption that if "it isn't written down, it didn't happen".
She makes a fascinating point about patriarchal ideas of Islam being proliferated by 'Western' educational systems that assign more credence to the written word than the oral tradition. The story of Islam that is distributed to the world, is that of a bunch of dead misogynists, not the living religion. I find this fascinating, having had more exposure to Christianity than any other religion, which is a faith that is based on its literature -- though the faith is studied and transmitted orally by a minister to a flock, it is still based on the written word, and the faithful are expected to read that word.

An oral Islam, a women's Islam, contemplated, discussed, refined, educated in women's communities, very seperate from the written Islam, the men's Islam, is a religious division I had never considered. It's excited me to learn more about this Islam.

In sum, A Border Passage covers a great deal of ground, in an intimate, contemplative fashion: social (life in Egypt, England, the United Arab Emirates, and the USA), psychological (her parents, her moral and religious education, and passage into adulthood), and political (Arab nationalism, colonialism, post-colonialism, race in England, race and feminism in America ), all wrapped up in fundamental discussions of self-identity. Worth every moment spent reading it. Read an excerpt >>.
A New Kind of Party Animal


A New Kind Of Party Animal: How The Young Are Tearing Up the American Political Landscape
, by Michele Mitchell

Read. This. Book.

(review from 1997/98)

This is an excellent book I just finished about the political activity of 18-35s in the US, and I think it illustrates some of the differences betweeen the 'Second Wave Feminist Movement', and the third wave of feminism.

To put it more succintly, I think it illustrates the major differences between my "Gen-X" peers and "our parent's generation", in all areas. Which is why I recommend it to third and second wave feminists, to older votors, to activists of any stripe who are wondering about the supposed 'apathetic slackers' of my generation.

In the US, people my age often exhibit the following characteristics:

We lack party affiliation, feeling no need to spout a party line, whether it's Democratic, Republican, or the line of some national feminist organization, i.e., NOW.

We have diverse interests in a wide range of issues, which strongly implies that if you want the 'youth vote', on anything, you simply aren't going to get it. We all have our own pet peeves and projects, and that's part of why we tend to register as independents when we vote, because we're not \interested in attaching ourselves to some large ideology. Can the baggage, just solve the problem. As a feminist, I have a deep respect for all the other interests that
friends who call themselves 'feminists' might have. We don't have to agree, and with a group this large, we shouldn't agree on everything anyway.

We have grassroots-based approaches to problem-solving -- look to the Internet as a case in point. If a website isn't grassroots, what is? As activists, we tend to organize and focus our attentions on the local level instead of the national. And since 'everything important in America happens at the national level'...these efforts are easily overlooked, and my generation gets labeled "apathetic".

We demonstrate a lack of gender bias The overriding question for us is "can this person get the job done" when we're hiring, or voting, or donating money.

Our generation is highly skeptic of marketing and advertising. We know a soundbite when we hear it and we don't trust it worth a damn. There's always more to the story than meets the eye.

and we're computer savvy, so when we get slapped with smarm and condescension in some political ad, we have no qualms about diving straight into the Congressional Record to find the truth.
Warped Factors



Warped Factors
, by Walter Koenig

Read This Book. This is not some kiss-n-tell 'memoir', Koenig has, shall we say, a fine grasp of the ironies of life. Wonderfully neurotic, wonderfully observant, wonderfully funny autobiography.

Enterprising Women


Enterprising Women: Television Fandom and the Creation of Popular Myth, by Camille Bacon-Smith

(review from 1997)

University of Pennsylvania Press, 1992. Slash. I write it. I'm told this is NOT the definitive work. Is there one? This is the story of Smith's exploration of the "slash community". Let me qualify that by saying the PRINT BASED slash community. There appears to be two overlapping communities.

I am a member, primarily, of the ONLINE slash community. I am 26, with a computer, and like many computer professionals, I can type pretty damn fast. What is slash, Gentle Reader? A specific subgenre of fanfiction. Erotic homosexual fiction written about favorite TV characters. Started with Star Trek as K/S (Kirk/Spock). The next generation of writers are the ones who compute, too, so it was natural for the discussion and creativity to move to the Internet. If you look for us, you'll find us here.
I don't care who knows I write this stuff.
So I write erotic fiction, big deal.
So you pick your nose in your car on the freeway, big deal.
I've read only sections of this book, and got hit just now by a realization that someday this stuff will be so widespread no one else will care either. I hope I am alive for that. For the day no one cares about online or print erotica, especially written by women. EM suggests that such a transition will take place at the same time homosexuality is really accepted. And I truly hope that I am alive for that.
The Complete Book of Scriptwriting



The Complete Book of Scriptwriting, 2nd ed, by J. Michael Straczynski


Extremely informative, not to mention actually (gasp!) well-written.
Virus Ground Zero


Virus Ground Zero: Stalking the Killer Viruses with the Centers for
Disease Control


Most educational. I mean, assuming you find this sort of thing interesting, which, I obviously do.
The Coming Plague



The Coming Plague: Newly Emerging Diseases in a World Out of Balance
, by Laurie Garrett
(Penguin Books, 1994.)

What can I say? Preston's book scared
me, I had to get this one. It's really good! Interesting and informative at the same time. I recommend it.
The Language Instinct



The Language Instinct
, by Steven Pinker

(HarperPerennial, 1995.) This is an extremely interesting book.

Pinker endeavors to prove that language is a human instinct. "Language is not a cultural artifact that we learn the way we learn to tell time or how the federal government works. Instead, it is a distinct piece of the biological makeup of our brains." I'm not sold on the idea, but I'd definitely like to learn more.


The Hot Zone


The Hot Zone, by Richard Preston

Non-fiction account of an outbreak of Ebola Reston in the United States. Shiver.
Matter's End


Matter's End, by Greg Benford

(Bantam, 1995.)

An anthology of his short stories.
The Lost World


The Lost World, by Michael Crichton

(Alfred A. Knopf, 1995.)

Some of Jurassic Park's dinos survived. It took a while for me to get into it, but once in, I liked it.
Red Mars



Red Mars, by Kim Stanley Robinson

(Bantam, 1993.) This is the first in a three novel chronicle of the colonization of Mars. I really liked this book. Believable characters, reasonable concerns (what will it be like when a small group finally goes to Mars? How will they change, and be changed, by their new world?) and decent science (thank you, KSR!).

-- note, this review is what, 4 years old? I have to admit my enthusiasm kinda petered out after a while.
The Fionavar Tapestry


The Fionavar Tapestry, by Guy Gavriel Kay

Another +++. An epic fantasy that does not suffer in comparison to Tolkien. Holy cow.


The Mask of the Sorcerer


The Mask of the Sorcerer, by Darrell Schweitzer

This one is a +++.

I was completely swept away into this wonderful, lyrical new world, and I'm totally at a loss to describe any of it. On the back of the jacket cover is a little blurb by Gene Wolfe. I thought it hopelessly mystic and therefore trite, as far as book-review-blurbs go, and then I read the book. The problem is the blurb isn't mystic *enough*, I'd need to be a poet to do it justice. Well, I am one, and I'm still not doing it justice.

Let's see. On the surface of the tale, a young Reedlander, Sekenre, has killed a sorcerer, and assimilates his victim's essence, and those of all the other sorcerers his victim had assimilated himself. He struggles to reconcile the nature of sorcery with his desires to be a normal person, and the desires of other sorcerers to perhaps assimilate all the knowledge *he* carries. It sounds simple. It's not.

The world Sekenre lives in is fantastical, so different from every other fantasy novel -- Reedlanders have a crocodile god, and so much more -- I just got sucked right in almost immediately, because the world was so different, yet portrayed as so *familiar*. I just can't get over it.

If you want to read about it at the SFBC, try this URL:

http://www.sfbc.com/mybookclub/craftycreatures/bookclubs/sfc/OnlineCatalog/OnlineCatalog.htm?PID=026047


I cannot recommend it highly enough. And I say this as someone who feels frequently disappointed with the 'fantasy' side of 'fantasy and science fiction'. There are no elves, no anglo-saxon princesses, no broadsword-wielding chieftain heros in far too little clothing. No big black-caped villians, either, the lines between 'good' and 'evil' are not clearly delineated.

Mairelon the Magician



Mairelon the Magician
, by Patrician C. Wrede

Imagine a Regency England where magic is practiced as a matter of course, there is a Royal College of Wizards, and a young thief named Kim has just burgled the wrong wagon.

Kim is a thief on the streets of London, a young girl hiding as a boy, and is running out of time in more ways than one. She takes on a job to search a market magic performer's wagon for a silver bowl, only to be knocked off her feet by a *real* magician who is masquerading as something else himself.

The two team up to track down a missing magic platter and restore Mairelon's good name, but that's only half the story.

The dialogue is sharp and witty, reminding me alternately of Myrna Loy and William Powell, and Jane Austen. In short, it's fun, moves fast, and it's a treat to see just how much more there is to Kim, Mairelon, and the platter than meets the eye.

Magician's Ward


Magician's Ward, by Patricia C. Wrede

Sequel to Mairelon the Magician, though it stands alone.

After the recovery of the Saltash Platter, Mairelon -- now using his real name, Richard Merrill -- has taken Kim on as his apprentice and ward.

Kim is alternately faced with understanding the fundamentals of her new craft, coming out in society, and avoiding getting married off. All this while unravelling a mystery of stolen magic and a French treasure.

Charming, funny, witty, gallant, and smart. Enjoy.
The Spirit Ring


The Spirit Ring, by Lois McMaster Bujold

Set in fictional Montefoglia, between Milan and Venice, this is the story of Famietta, daughter and unofficial apprentice to master metalworker and mage Prospero Beneforte. Caught up in politics surrounding the death of her Papa's patron, subsequent local upheaval, and possibly even some true love, Famietta is surprising, clever, and powerful.

In _this_ Italy, the Church uses magic as well as the more standard prayer to get things done and is responsible for the care of magician's souls, issuing eclesiastical licenses to practitioners of white magic, and condemning those who endanger their soul through the use of black.

I think one of the things that makes Bujold so very good is that her secondary and tertiary characters are just as interesting, just as rounded, as her main characters.

And the insertion of magic into renaissance Italy is absolutely seamless.
Good Omens


Good Omens, by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett

Quite funny. "Have a nice doomsday."
The Birth of the People's Republic of Antarctica


The Birth of the People's Republic of Antarctica, by John Calvin Batchelor

(Henry Holt and Co., 1983.) I am lacking in adjectives, so I'll quote the first paragraph at you:

I am Grim Fiddle. My mother, Lamba, first spied me in her magic hand-mirror late in the evening of the spring equinox of 1973. She was dancing by herself at the time, at the rear of a shabby beer hall called 'The Mickey Mouse Club', located in the foreign quarter of Stockholm, the capital of the Kingdom of Sweden. She was midway between the music box and the bank of telephone booths. She was not under the influence of any drug, though my maternal grandfather was a Lutheran preacher. There is no further explanation of Lamba's vision forthcoming. Mother was a Norse sibyl.
My conception followed immediately.


Here We Go


I decided a blog format would be more convenient for the bulk of my book reviews. Dumping my reviews from their original site...well, I'm not promising to keep things in strict chronological order. Green? Supergreen.