This is a collection of tiny reviews of science fiction and fantasy. They are books which I liked enough to recommend but haven’t reviewed at length (often because I couldn’t find time). The collection is structured like a blog, with the most recent additions at the top, and dates are the dates of my mini-reviews, not book publication. It began as a comment-string to an identically-titled post on Green Path which drifted away from the environmental theme of the books reviewed there and into general SF.
Here’s an index, now that it’s long enough to need one:
• The Year of the Jackpot • Children of Memory • Futuristic Violence and Fancy Suits • Reconstruction • The Seven Moons of Maali Almeida • The Anomaly • Flyaway • From Here On, Monsters
The Year of the Jackpot
In Robert Heinlein’s 1952 novella, a statistician attempts to make sense of a world gone mad in an apocalyptic sci-fi scenario. Potiphar Breen has been carefully noting a rise in odd behaviors all around him in the hope of discovering some pattern or meaning in them. Then one day, he comes upon a beautiful young woman at a bus stop who is taking off all her clothes – and she doesn’t even know why.
I have added the novella to this page because it still stands up remarkably well, and because it resonates so strongly with William Gibson’s far longer and far more recent Jackpot which I’ve been talking about over on Green Path. Anyone wanting to read Heinlein’s story can find it as an e-book; anyone wanting a mere plot summary can get it on Wikipedia but be warned: the spoilers in it will ruin the novella for you.
Children of Memory
This is the third novel in a trilogy by Adrian Tchaikovsky which begins with Children of Time. It’s space opera, but lifted out of the generic by interesting explorations of identity and the nature of intelligence.
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Language shapes our thought. Examined carefully, it reveals our attitudes. For both reasons, looking at the language around the arrival of Europeans in Australia is worthwhile.
These are notes for a dictionary, a collection of words and concepts arranged somewhat logically. English is a rich and flexible language. Where we have multiple choices for an idea, as we usually do, each of them has a slightly different meaning and cluster of connotations. Teasing them all out is slow, patient work.
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Breath, the new science of a lost art
James Nestor, Penguin 2020.
Nestor, a science writer, explains in the introduction to Breath that he was alerted to the possibilities of breath-based health therapies (conventional and not) when his doctor sent him to a yoga breathing class to fix up his own chronic poor health. It worked, and sent him on an intermittent quest (he wrote another book along the way) to learn more.
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Zen and the Art of Saving the Planet
Thich Nhat Hanh
Rider, 2021 plumvillage.org/books
Zen and the Art of Saving the Planet is a very worthwhile book with a couple of odd aspects.
The general reader is likely to read it exactly as it is presented, as a book by Thich Nhat Hanh (“Thay” to his many followers) with commentaries from one of his senior students. As such, it is wise, gentle and encouraging, like everything else of his that I know.
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Black Swan – a Koorie Woman’s Life
Eileen Harrison and Carolyn Landon
Allen & Unwin, 2011
All reviews say more about the reviewer than they pretend to, but this one is far more personal and autobiographical than most.
Black Swan came to me as a review copy when it was first released, but the newspaper I freelanced for wasn’t interested so I set it aside for myself. It has been on my shelf ever since. In the aftermath of thinking again about Singing the Coast, its time has finally come: its parallels and contrasts with that book and with my own life made it particularly relevant to me this year.
Eileen Harrison was born into a large, close-knit family on the Aboriginal Mission at Lake Tyers on the Gippsland Lakes. She grew up there, attending the mission school while I was attending the state school in Leongatha, 250 km away. I went on to secondary school; she was not allowed to. Rather, she and her family were uprooted by a new government policy and sent to the Western District, far from extended family.
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