High in his Lerkim, sitting alone, he tweets and he tweets from his Whisper-ma-Phone.
How does that old theater saying go? “There are no small parts…”
As a concept, I like Embassytown. As a novel, I found it disappointing.
What intrigues me about Rachel’s blackout is that it’s a locked room mystery, which takes place in her head.
I am the tomb. It is the tomb speaking to you. I’m dead.
First: Survival is the primary need of civilization. Second: Civilization continually grows and expands, but the total matter in the universe remains constant.
How to defeat a threat from the future in a time of augmented people? Enlist a non-hackable, organic human with a penchant for violence and martial arts.
If aliens exist, do we really want to make contact?
Every book, every volume you see here, has a soul. The soul of the person who wrote it and of those who read it and lived and dreamed with it.
The Girls is a haunting novel. It edges into mayhem. It’s an old fear of the stranger at the door. It’s the doubt inside you in the long dark of night.