2022 Bookish Wrap-Up

Well, that was a year.

Personally, bookishly, it was pretty good. I’ve still been reviewing for the Chicago Review of Books, and started writing for Locus towards the end of the year. I attended quite a few clubs—Think Galactic, Chicago Nerds, and a handful of Weird & Wonderful meetings—and organized and ran a staggering number of Hugo clubs for Chicon.

Spoil the Conference was one of the best academic conferences I’ve been to in ages, transformative and enriching. The Depaul Pop Culture Conference, as usual, was energetic and delightful—on Sherlock Holmes this last year. It was great to be back at Wiscon in person; had some great panels and conversations. And I caught a lot of great events and readings around Chicago, including some great panels at the American Writers Festival and Printers Row Lit Fest.

Chicon (which was last year’s World Science Fiction Convention) was a massive amount of work; I worked on the Outreach team, became the Literature Area Head for programming, kinda sorta mostly took over Fringe, and did a lot of triage/troubleshooting for Program Ops through the con itself, as well as appearing on a few panels. It was rewarding and interesting and I don’t think the con-running bug has exactly bitten me. We’ll see.

I sold a lot of books at City Lit (I mean, not to brag, but: a lot of books), did a lot of work for events there, and contributed a lot of staff picks to their 2022 picks, speculative and otherwise.

I didn’t write anything of note for the Ancillary Review of Books this year, but I clicked “publish” about 100 times—I’m immensely glad we’ve kept it going after near-total editorial turnover, with a lot of great folks contributing this year. I have some hopes and ideas for Ancillary in 2023 that I hope pan out. And, although it’s pretty much just the calendar these days, I’ve kept Positron Chicago updated with clubs & literary events.

I have a lot of reading and writing plans for this year, some of them more choate than others. But, without further ado, my reading list from 2022, probably missing a few somehow:

  • Devil House, John Darnielle
    First novel I read this year, a heck of a bar to set. This book is monumental, gets better the more you think about it—argumentative, conversational, thorny and thoughtful and deep. Reviewed for the CHIRB.
  • Last Exit, Max Gladstone
    This was a little disappointing, but in interesting ways. Gladstone’s an excellent writer, and that is true here, but this felt like it was struggling with where to go—doesn’t quite know the change it wants to see. Reviewed for the CHIRB.
  • No Country for Old Men, Cormac McCarthy
    A perfect novel, a bleak reactionary poem of a book.
  • Far From the Light of Heaven, Tade Thompson
    A surprisingly unpredictable book, very inventive, and went off at angles I didn’t expect. Highly recommended. Chicago Nerds read.
  • These Prisoning Hills, Christopher Rowe
    I really like Rowe’s biopunk Appalachian post-singularity-war stuff, and this did not disappoint. Very good.
  • Dark Eden, Chris Beckett
    A really fascinating and fantastic book; I’m shocked I haven’t heard more about it. Very “classic, big idea” kind of SF: fascinating world, doing a lot with language, and very adventure-y and plot-driven.
  • Dark Matter, Blake Crouch
    Gosh this is bad. Lots to ding here (Chicago geography fails for one lol), but it’s how deeply unimaginative it is that really killed it for me. Weird & Wonderful read.
  • Manhunt, Gretchen Felker-Martin
    Riotous, gory, disturbing and triumphant.
  • Dead Collections, Isaac Fellman
    Wow this is good: great premise, extremely effective and playful style, doing some really potent shit with vampirism and transitioning, remarkably concise character work, and great meditations on media and identity construction. Think Galactic read.
  • A Country of Ghosts, Margaret Killjoy
    Worth the ticket—pretty thin on plot and character, but fascinating and recommended for its anarchic utopia, anyway. Brought up a lot of comparisons to The Dispossessed and Iron Council. TG read.
  • All Systems Red, Martha Wells
    Murderbot is such fun, a lot of simple, well-known ingredients combining in surprising and delightful ways. CNSC read.
  • The Gone-Away World, Nick Harkaway
    Superb, a riot, daring and outrageous. I often say of Harkaway that his books feel like he fought off an editor who wanted (reasonably) to cut 200 pages or so, but his books are better for the sprawl.
  • Woman, Eating, Claire Kohda
    Interesting, well-done, unusual vampire novel; extremely contemporary and finding some unexpected resonance between vampire tropes and millennial malaise, and tapping into some pretty heavy themes.
  • Spear, Nicola Griffith
    An instant classic, one of the absolutely most perfect books I’ve read in years. A joy to read—lyrical, effortless, wild and transportive. Reviewed for the CHIRB, and a CNSC read.
  • The Awoken, Katelyn Howe
    Easily the worst novel I read this year: excellent example of “novelization style” (written as though a novelization of a film or TV work), jaw-dropping plot/logic/science fails, unable to get a handle on what it’s doing metaphorically (disability rights? Reproductive rights?), all patched over with the most melodramatic of hackneyed tropes.
  • Children of Time, Adrian Tchaikovsky
    Adore this novel, big sprawling spider civilization plus generation ship troubles. CNSC read.
  • Piranesi, Susanna Clarke
    Still knocks my socks off, just a brilliant perfect novel. TG read.
  • Anathem, Neal Stephenson
    Head and shoulders above…most things, really. A perennial re-read for me, suggested for all science/philosophy types.
  • The Ministry for the Future, Kim Stanley Robinson
    Really gets better on re-reading, there’s a lot going on here. TG read.
  • Light from Uncommon Stars, Ryka Aoki
    Mixed on this one: aspects of it were really raw and potent and unexpectedly triumphant, yet the mixing of speculative elements felt pretty goofy to me, and some parts of the ethical schema re: souls were distracting. Overall, still recommend. CNSC read.
  • Acadie, David Hutchinson
    Weird fun “gotcha” novella, felt like an homage to Watts’ or Sterling’s biopunky space stuff.
  • Siren Queen, Nghi Vo
    Extremely well done, great voice & world. I wasn’t quite as bowled over with this as with some of Vo’s other work, but I think only because I’m not terribly interested in fame & celebrity as phenomena, and those are tied to the silver screen magic of the novel.
  • How To Blow Up A Pipeline, Andreas Malm
    Good, affirming, very usefully walks through a complete takedown of “nonviolence is good for its own sake”. Felt a little too context-free—core points stand, but wasn’t grappling enough with the fact that in many countries (including America) you’ll get straight up state-murdered for these kinds of hijinks.
  • Embassytown, China Miéville
    Just felt like a re-read. One of the greatest SF novels of all time; a must for language lovers.
  • The Death of Vivek Oji, Akwaeke Emezi
    Jaw-dropping, sad, insightful, charged with psycho-socio-sexual energy. Was thinking a lot about Jane’s Meander, Spiral, Explode reading this—has an unusual but highly effective structure.
  • You Made A Fool of Death with Your Beauty, Akwaeke Emezi
    Felt weird about this one—a genuinely good romance, v. steamy, with some heavier bits about grief and bigotry; but it also felt like a name-droppy ode to classist success in ways that rubbed me weird after the clear-eyed compassion of Freshwater and Vivek Oji. Reviewed for CHIRB.
  • Invisible Things, Mat Johnson
    Fun, punchy, the kind of pointed allegorical SF I don’t seem to see much of anymore. Reviewed for CHIRB.
  • Nona the Ninth, Tamsyn Muir
    Well, it’s great, but I think I need some time to digest before I can say much more about it. The purposeful shifting to yet another narrator with highly-incomplete information about the world is an interesting one, but I hope that doesn’t hold; the use of what felt like consciously uwu-soft-child POV in this world also interesting. I do not love [spoiler].
  • Across the Green Grass Fields, Seanan McGuire
    Eh, don’t need to get into it but didn’t love this. Felt real slapdash.
  • Zodiac, Neal Stephenson
    I’m still kicking around an essay I want to write about climate change and techno-optimism (and -pessimism), made me come back to this. It’s real good, honestly, and doesn’t suffer for being such a clear Monkey Wrench Gang analog. Interesting to see some of the impulses that go in different directions later in Stephenson’s career.
  • Endless Endless by Adam Clair
    Delightful book about the Elephant 6, and the style and structure match the subject. Powerfully, strangely nostalgic, and reminded me of the potency and, for lack of a better world, spirituality of music (and art generally) that I still believe in, but was closer to my surface when I discovered Neutral Milk Hotel when I was 18 or whatever.
  • She Who Became the Sun, Shelley Parker-Chan
    Fantastically written and compelling; left me feeling a little strange because I fundamentally can’t get behind the protagonist. Don’t get me wrong, this book is really good, but I think that quality helped me identify an issue I have with books about the power-hungry.
  • Drunk On All Your Strange New Words, Eddie Robson
    This was a blast; I’ve been watching for new work for Robson since the wild ride of Hearts of Oak. Inventive set-up that spirals into and out of ever-stranger conspiracy theories. Highly recommended. 
  • The Grief of Stones, Katherine Addison
    Pretty good—kind of “more of the same” but of a world I quite like. Left me wanting some progress in a few different ways, but I’ll wait and see what’s next.
  • The Spear Cuts Through Water, Simon Jimenez
    Holy heck, what an achievement. Feels important, on a craft level, as few other things I read this year do. Immensely readable despite its deep and thorough stylistic experiments. Reviewed for CHIRB.
  • The Mountain in the Sea, Ray Nayler
    Tons of fun, artificial intelligence and octopuses. Very Gibson-y on some levels, very Crichton-y on others. It’s quite talky—tell vs show a bit imbalanced—but a delightful read.
  • The Past is Red, Catherynne M. Valente
    Loved this. Playful and creative and ominous, great voice.
  • Project Hail Mary, Andy Weir
    Entertainingly awful. The science is not actually good, please stop saying that.
  • Into the Riverlands, Nghi Vo
    If you’ve liked the Singing Hills books, don’t miss this! If you don’t know them, go back and start, they’re great! Vaguely Le Guin-esque, and apparently taking a tour of slightly different fantasy structures, this one veering into wuxia territory.
  • A Half-Built Garden, Ruthanna Emrys
    Per everything on the tin, I should have loved this—eco-sff, first contact, anarchic social structures. It didn’t quite work for me, something about the stakes & alien-ness felt off.
  • Venomous Lumpsucker, Ned Beauman
    Screamingly good, one of the best things I read this year. Jaggedly sharp and darkly funny. Reviewed for CHIRB.
  • An Immense World, Ed Yong
    This is such a treat. Yong’s a great and approachable writer, the subject matter here is “stick it in my veins” nature doc stuff, and this should honestly be on any potential SF writer’s shelf just for “non-human sensoria” reasons.
  • TITAN, Mado Nozaki, translated by Evan Ward
    Interesting strange book; as sometimes the case with translated fiction, I’m worried I’m missing context, but the mecha roots here are pretty clear. I felt that this completely biffed its central question (“what is work?” in the context of a post-scarcity society), but still kind of fascinating. Reviewed for Locus.
  • Neom, Lavie Tidhar
    This is great! Like Central Station, a fascinating blend of huge and tiny ideas; quiet and believable, shot through with vivid oddness, and chock-full of allusion to other works. Highly recommended.
  • Legends & Lattes, Travis Baldree
    Like my distaste for Chambers, this isn’t really the author’s fault, there’s just this type of “low-or-no-stakes” SFF that really doesn’t do it for me (and contrasts pretty sharply with the kind of plotless stuff I do love). This felt done quite well for what it is, even if very obviously a D&D outgrowth; unfortunately I have also spent too much time in coffee for unrealistic coffee shop AUs to go down very well.
  • The Two Doctors Gorski, Isaac Fellman
    Fellman, what the hell. This is really good, and different from his previous outings. Bitter and distilled, like an endorheic lake. Reviewed for Locus.
  • Under Fortunate Stars, Ren Hutchings
    Didn’t like this, don’t get it. Wildly predictable, bland Trek fic. CNSC read.
  • The Tiger Flu, Larissa Lai
    Fascinating and occasionally beautiful, but really hard to read, felt like a real slog to get through.
  • Depart, Depart, Sim Kern
    Wow, great little book. Remarkable authorial balance, this is getting a lot done in very few pages, without any element overpowering the others or feeling unnecessary. Top notch. Anthropocene Book Club read.
  • The End of the World Might Not Have Taken Place, Patrik Ourednik
    Delightful, weird, Vonnegut-esque, occasionally on the edge of cringe. Enjoyed quite a bit.
  • The Galaxy and the Ground Within, Becky Chambers
    Meh. I disliked this less than any of the other Wayfarer books; Chambers works better for me the more the novels know there’s no real plot. Still not a huge fan.
  • Elder Race, Adrian Tchaikovsky
    Superb novella, really rich with ideas and subtlety, at the intersection of classic fantasy and classic SF. CNSC read.
  • 40, Alan Heathcock
    Interesting weird climate novel that doesn’t quite know what to do with its own striking imagery; it was cool to see apocalyptic American Christianity put central in a cli-fi novel.
  • Fireheart Tiger, Aliette de Bodard
    Nice novella; felt like I lacked some of the cultural context to figure out emotional/social stakes, and there wasn’t quite enough space for worldbuilding. But, to be honest, I’ve always enjoyed every de Bodard story I’ve encountered, and this was no exception.
  • The Lord of the Rings, J.R.R. Tolkien
    Yeah, it’s great. I think this year the thing jumping out at me a lot was the sense of humor throughout this. Also made me briefly get up in arms about Gimli reclamation—Jackson movies made him into something quite different than in the text.
  • A Spindle Splintered, Alix E. Harrow
    Eh, not for me, a bit too by the numbers, and the writers who can pull off “meme references that don’t make me want to autodefenestrate” are very few.
  • The Sleepless, Victor Manibo
    Cool setup that didn’t quite land for me. Little touches about the premise were nice. I think part of my ambivalence is familiarity with Kress’s Beggars in Spain, a troublesome but massively more ambitious novel about the same central idea.
  • The Library of the Sapphire Wind, Jane Lindskold
    Drove me right up the wall. Fascinatingly a throw-back to a kind of SFF I don’t feel like I’ve seen since the 80s/90s but not, you know, in a way I personally liked. Actually went over fairly okay at club—CNSC read.
  • The Cartographers, Peng Shepherd
    Not great in somewhat interesting ways; doing the same kind of thing that irks me in a lot of “literary” spec fic, where it’s not really thinking through the mechanics & ramifications of its own speculative elements. Also had some more mundane character/motivation issues that tossed me out even harder.
  • The Daughter of Doctor Moreau, Silvia Moreno-Garcia
    Limp and toothless and not very interesting, sad to say; seemed like there was potential here (Wells’ original is haunting), but things didn’t quite come together for this one.
  • Babel: Or the Necessity of Violence, R.F. Kuang
    Didn’t think I was going to love this—period English fantasy & rigorous magic systems are decidedly not my thing. But this novel is just perfect and a treat top to bottom, I ate it right up. Angry and right. CNSC read.
  • Self-Portrait with Nothing, Aimee Pokwatka
    A fun, strange debut novel that I quite enjoyed. Felt like Gibson mixed with, I dunno, Link or Saunders maybe? Reviewed for the CHIRB.
  • Mission of Gravity, Hal Clement
    Just wanted some centipede protagonists, you know? Still loads of fun and weird.
  • The White Mosque, Sofia Samatar
    Gorgeous, insightful memoir/travelog, proof positive that “more specific=more universal”. If you’ve read any Samatar and liked it, read this. Lots here about warped but potent utopianizing, about living with feet in multiple cultures, about the way the past percolates through everything.
  • The Stars Undying, Emery Robin
    Space opera very much in the vein of Martine & Elliott; this was extremely well done but still left me asking “why tho” a little. Review forthcoming.
  • The Hero of This Book, Elizabeth McCracken
    Easily among the top of my reads this year. Just a masterclass in writing, in character and memory.
  • Feed Them Silence, Lee Mandelo
    A carefully bleak and measured novella; fascinating approach to a flawed character, and kind of haunting. Review forthcoming.
  • Vacuum Flowers, Michael Swanwick
    Don’t remember exactly why I came back to this, but it’s still a treat. Fun reminder of the “cyberpunks go to space, too” phenomena, with lots of vivid bits. Potentially in the same world as the inimitable Stations of the Tide, and rhymes oddly with lots of other unusual space opera stuff.
  • The Mimicking of Known Successes, Malka Older
    Pretty fun, simple, Sherlock riff, more interesting for the setting than anything else—post-Earth-catastrophe civilization set on Jupiter.
  • The Terraformers, Annalee Newitz
    Definitely the most I’ve enjoyed a Newitz novel thus far, and there’s some fun stuff here; there’s also some strange assumptions or blindspots that kept throwing me out of it.
  • No Gods No Monsters, Cadwell Turnbull
    Lots of kind-of interesting stuff here that doesn’t quite shape up into enough of a story, and I felt it suffered from some metaphor problems. Cast was so large, and the plot so incomplete, that it felt very pilot-y. TG read.
  • The Sentence, Louis Erdrich
    Most “interrupted by the pandemic and I’m just gonna roll with it” novel I’ve yet encountered. This is pretty writerly, and the ghost element is fairly minimal, but I genuinely liked it quite a bit. The book lists at the back are nice, too. CNSC read.
  • Station 6, S.J. Klapecki
    Love the setup—unionizing action on a space station. Execution fairly weak.
  • Extended Stay, Juan Martinez
    Whew, this is REAL GOOD. Haunted house with extreme body horror that gets way more speculative/extreme than I was anticipating. Good catharsis, memorable scenes, solid body hits of socially relevant critique without feeling preachy. All the content warnings, but don’t miss this if you like weird horror.
  • The Genesis of Misery, Neon Yang
    Mixed feelings at best! Part of this were pretty rad, many more parts of this made me want to chuck the book out the window. Attempted a lot of diction shifts in a way that really didn’t work for me, had some editing fails, and enough about the structure/setup made me mad that I kinda want to drag it at length, but no reason to for this list! CNSC read.
  • Wave Without A Shore, C.J. Cherryh
    Simply the best; has structured my entire intellectual life since before my frontal cortex jelled. This time through, thinking a lot about how totalitarian apparatuses (apparati?) get those policemen in your head, so you do most of their work for them.
  • Pew, Catherine Lacey
    Very weird! But good! Weird & Wonderful read.
  • How Far the Light Reaches, Sabrina Imbler
    Holy chao is this good—memoir and science writing, both a metaphor for the other.
  • What If? 2, Randall Munroe
    It’s a treat, you know what you’re in for if you know XKCD.
  • Reconstruction, Alaya Dawn Johnson.
    Fantastic collection from a master stylist, with a couple of just top-tier stories. I reviewed for the CHIRB back when it came out, and this was a TG read.
  • Cursed Bunny,  Bora Chung
    Weird and delightful fantasy/horror stories, lots of body stuff. Review forthcoming.
  • Out of the Silent Planet, C.S. Lewis
    Some of that longtermism/effective altruism bullshit reminded me so strongly of the villain’s final speech in this that I had to come back and read. Dang, this is good. I got beef with Lewis but the first two entries in the Space Trilogy are really fantastic. There are aspects of these that I would love to see in more SF.

Big News!

We’ve been talking about this for a while, but I keep running into people who missed the memo:

Alison & I are leaving Chicago! We are moving, in my case back, to Buffalo. (Yes, like that one slightly disturbing Kottke song.)

We’ve had “eventually leave Chicago for a mid-sized city” on our plans for a long time, but we’d assumed, pre-pandemic and pre-both-of-us-getting-career-shakeups, that it would be a lot further in the future. A variety of factors lined up, and we’ll be in Buffalo for the new year.

I’ve been in Chicago almost a decade, and it’s a bittersweet decision, but I’m looking forward to the move. A chance to change gears, focus on writing and other projects, and to be closer with my family.

It’s been fun making coffee and selling books here. Made a lot of good friends, took a couple good knocks. I’m sure we’ll be visiting again.

I’m trying to keep my Linktree updated, so you can see where to find me & my writing online, and I’ll be doing a few more posts before we head east.

My Worldcon Schedule!

Idiomatically, I might say: I can’t believe Chicon is here already! But the truth is, friends, I can believe it. Indeed, I cannot disbelieve it. I’ve been running around like mad doing various tasks to help out, and I’m super excited that the con’s about to start. If you’re interested in catching me on panels, here’s where I’ll be:

  • SF Scholarship for Fans: Thursday 9/1 @ 11:30am in Michigan 2, also streamed live to Airmeet 7.
    Pretty jazzed about this one, as the overlap between scholarship and fandom is kind of my whole deal.
  • So You Want to Be a Reviewer: Thursday 9/1 @ 2:30pm in Grand Hall L.
    Also very excited for this one: I take reviews seriously, and this is a great list of panelists. I believe this panel is going to be targeted in the “practical advice” direction, but expect some broader thoughts & theories, as well.
  • Queerness, Taboos, and Love (moderator): Monday 9/5 @ 10am in Michigan 2, also streamed live to Airmeet 7.
    I’m kind of the emergency moderator for this one, but I’m looking forward to it: this an academic panel, and both papers sound excellent.

I’ll be running around doing all kinds of stuff for Friday-Saturday-Sunday, and I’ll probably to write up at least a few things for Positron; I’m not doing the full Hugo guide for Ancillary this year, but plan on doing some post-award analysis (because I just love those Sankey diagrams, and the potential of preferential voting, so darned much).

I’ll also be at a few of the Fringe events! Hope to see you!

Maudlin Coffee Funk

Last night, I got in a strange maudlin funk thinking about the transformative sensory experiences I’ve had in coffee, and contrasting that with how rarely I encounter them now. Off the cuff, things that sprang to mind:

  • Bolivia Takesi Typica, gun-to-my-head the best coffee I’ve ever had. Like licking a Pinot Gris off a clean piece of slate. One of the most terroir-forward things I’ve ever encountered in my life—the altitude, the cold, the minerality, all there in the cup somehow.
  • Cheese and coffee pairings at Intelligentsia Pasadena; aggressive bright SL-28s, classic blackberry and tomato, bouncing off hard crystally sheep cheese. Dang.
  • The really odd-but-still-great tasting notes that cropped up sometimes, the ones we didn’t quite know how to sell. The Pacamara that tasted hand-to-god like onion bhajia, with a tiny dash of mango chutney.
  • Still remember the first cupping that bowled me over, pun intended, I might have wound up with a different life if not for this one: Idido Misty Valley at Grumpy in New York. I yelled, breaking protocol. Fruit Loops, if Fruit Loops were real fruit, and each one distinct, and perfectly framed against a cocoa nib backdrop.
  • Siphon bar at Blue Bottle, astonishing grapey-plummy Honduras, paired with an utterly extraneous and delicious house-made bourbon marshmallow.
  • “Zero Defect” Yirgacheffes, how can something be this lemony without being sour or cloying?
  • 100% Sumatran espresso from Equal Exchange, 100% not a coffee I would ever seek out, but perfect: buttered popcorn without a single dry spot or sharp edge.
  • The Burundis that stole my heart, deep and clean and sweet. Maybe not the lightning-strike revelatory kind of coffee, but hands-down the one I’d choose to drink most mornings if I could.
  • Too many great dials at Intelligentsia to remember unprompted, I’d have to look through notes. Years of mornings with 3 or 4 outstanding coffees, getting to know them, co-workers figuring out how to brew & describe them. Arguing over alt espressos and going for really weird specs, pulling strange delicious shots that you needed to sit with and process for a while.
  • That bizarre and delicious natural Bali Michael & I got our hands on in Buffalo, like an entire bouquet of candied flowers with some dirt. “Like a genuinely happy funeral.”
  • Those Colombian Pink Bourbons that are just like the Batman theme, pow! Zap! Right in the kisser!
  • Geshas everywhere these days, but I had one—late 00’s, Panamanian from Social in Ontario—that was Why The Hype. Stood there making “hm, aha” noises and tilting my head funny for minutes. Like base jumping through clouds of astonishing flavor. Huge fruit and an ever-so-slightly minty finish.

Godshots are real and I hate that we don’t talk about them more.

While sensory connoisseur-ship often plays into class dynamics, there’s an aspect to it that is strangely but strongly egalitarian, that resists (if not escapes) consumerism. When it comes to what’s actually in the cup, you might be able to fool some people, but you can’t actually fake it, and the people who are really committed to quality learn to see it, and each other. I tell this story a lot, but another experience that set me down the road of coffee was seeing such different people at the same table, literally and metaphorically, at coffee events I went to—young baristas, seasoned farmers, polo-wearing exec types, techs and roasters and importers from all over the world, taking each other seriously and enthusiastically. Passion and quality don’t erase the barriers in the world, but they have a way of reaching over them.

And things like coffee are a physical act of collaboration, of intersection. Evolution and genetics; politics and practices; geoclimate and commerce and local food culture.

The pandemic kicked me out of coffee, at least temporally. It’s real strange out here. Having that intense relationship—I genuinely dislike the word “spiritual”, but that’s probably the best way to describe it—suddenly attenuated is very weird; most people don’t care that much about coffee, and that’s fine, but I used to be surrounded by coworkers who did, and a lot of my social circle was other people in the food & beverage industries who were similarly passionate about their fields.

Add to that the fact that the pandemic intensified a corporate shift that was already underway, as well as causing huge changes and challenges across the food service industry. I have a hard time expressing how depressing it is to go into places that used to be bastions of quality, and getting mediocre coffee from uninspired baristas. Craft quality does not scale, which is interesting and complicated but also just: seems to hold true. Which again is part of that complicated relationship between quality and capitalism: we value (and price) things by quality, but quality gets paradoxically impossible to maintain above above some financialized/corporatized threshold.

Add to that the elephant carcass in the room: global warming is bad for coffee. Coffee’s not going to go away as a commodity, but the good stuff is going to become more rare, more expensive; a lot of the plants and producers who create the quality in the first place are going to go away. And you can’t add it in later. This is one of the reasons that reading KSR often has me on the verge of tears, one of the reasons I was screaming throughout Beauman’s Venomous Lumpsucker. High-quality, sensitive, place-based foods like coffee are canaries in the coal mine.

Wow this get depressing, more so than I intended! I am hopeful that the state of coffee is not as dire as it feels like, and that this is me being a little “old man yells at cloud”. I moved to Chicago for coffee, and the other week when a friend was in from out of town and wanted to know “where the exciting coffee is”, I honestly didn’t know what to say. Big part of that’s on me, slash the pandemic: I am still not eating out maskless indoors, so I’m out of the loop with a lot going on in the café scene. (Shout out to the extremely good espressos I got from Four Letter Word walk-up window—in paper, such heresy!—over the last couple years.)

But. Transcendent coffee experiences are real, and I miss them.

(Belatedly) Wiscon!

Alison, Jo, Tiptree & I en route to Wiscon

It’s been a whirlwind couple weeks—inventory/POS switchover at work, Chicon schedule work & all-staff meeting, American Writers Festival, lots of writing & editing for ARB & CHIRB—such that I totally forgot to put up anything about my Wiscon schedule! So, a recap of the past, and a preview of what’s to come:

-Marriage Story: SFF and Literary Fiction. 1pm, Conference 4. Nice panel on the porous boundary between genre and mainstream literature. With Mary Anne Mohanraj & Alex Jennings.
Reproductive Technology in Spec Fic. 9pm, Assembly. (Oh my gosh, I literally forgot Wiscon had panels so late. WAY past my bedtime.) Really great, deep conversation—this could literally have been its own conference. With Myriad, Kristy Anne Cox, & Rebecca J. Holden.

Math As Technology, Math As Metaphor. 10am, Conference 4. Got invited to this, pretty excited about it. I come bringing some orneriness about “mathemagicians” and mysticizing. With Marie Vibbert, S. Brackett Robertson, Jessica Finn.
Remembering Early Women SFF Authors. 1pm, Capitol B. Another one I’m excited about—leaning Cherryh-wards, but there’s so much to talk about here. With Margaret McBride, Ruthanna Emrys, & Tessa Crosby.

Genre as Works In Conversation. 4pm, Ansible B (online). This is like, sorta kinda what I’m all about—genre as tradition, the way works talk back to each other. I may try to sneak a little Matthew Arnold in here. With Kiersty Lemon-Rogers, Anna Blumstein, Jenny Hamilton, & Eileen Gunn.

So, so excited to be back at Wiscon—it’s still a strange time, but it’s good to be back.

2021 Fiction Reads & Re-Reads


2021 was definitely a better reading year for me than last year, although I still had multiple dry spells due to, you know, the stress of living on this planet right now. I also felt pretty good about my writing and conference presentations this year; I’ve linked to my reviews below.

  • Reconstruction, Alaya Dawn Johnson
    Superb collection; explores some connected themes across a wide range of styles and genres. “A Guide to the Fruits of Hawai’i” is still one of the best short stories I’ve read in years. Reviewed at the CHIRB.
  • Afterland, Lauren Beukes
    Handmaidian story about a virus that kills most human males; follows a woman and her son in the aftermath. It was fine? Seemed like it was going to do more with gender presentation; didn’t. Left me, as most “the men are dead, oh no” stories do, begging people to research how easily current technology could keep reproduction going. Chicago Nerd Social Club read.
  • The Echo Wife, Sarah Gailey
    Cloning murder-mystery psychological-horror. Science is a bit hand-wavey but the moral ambiguity and Jackson-esque narrative control were very cool. Reviewed for ARB.
  • The Not Yet, Moira Crone
    Very strange, meandering, multi-faceted novel, post-sea-level-rise Louisiana setting. Didn’t particularly love it, but it was interesting. Think Galactic read.
  • The Memory Theater, Karen Tidbeck
    Kind of folk/fairy-tale-like story with big surreal ideas. Put me in mind of Gaiman and Link a bit. Reviewed for CHIRB.
  • The Vanished Birds, Simon Jimenez
    Adored this. Classic SF—felt like it was strongly connected to both Alfred Bester-esque stuff and more recent found-family space opera—but with a wonderful, thoughtful, literary bent. Really good.
  • Vita Nostra, Marina & Sergey Dyachenko
    Dark magic school. Didn’t love! The Russian background felt very real to me though. CNSC read.
  • The City in the Middle of the Night, Charlie Jane Anders
    Enjoyed this even more on a re-read. Meta-messy, I dig the musings on time, and the “friends with weird aliens from the dark side of the planet” is a sci-fi vitamin my body constantly craves. TG read.
  • Machinehood, S.B. Divya
    Squicked out by the confused politics and assumptions in this one. Coupled with poor writing, didn’t much enjoy. Reviewed for CHIRB.
  • Hummingbird Salamander, Jeff VanderMeer
    Really quite liked this, as discomforting as it is. Brutal intersection of personal and planetary trauma, great paranoid espionage/noir voice. Reviewed for CHIRB.
  • Unconquerable Sun, Kate Elliott
    Was alright, I enjoy a big complex space opera. The gender-switched Alexander the Great retelling stuff was a lot less interesting to me than the weirder modified human stuff. CNSC read.
  • Sorcerer to the Crown, Zen Cho.
    Surprisingly good—I don’t love regency-and-adjacent stuff, but this was fun. I was a little derailed by the ethics (or lack thereof) of the protagonist in the last section. TG read.
  • Oceanic, Greg Egan
    Whoof, this one. Superb entry in the “big but complex atheist feelings” SF.
  • The Witness for the Dead, Katherine Addison
    Quite liked this! I really enjoyed The Goblin Emperor, and this is dramatically stronger. I like the meandering flaneuriness of it, the well-digested Sherlockiness of it, and just a compelling character and world. Reviewed for ARB. CNSC read.
  • The City & the City, China Miéville
    Re-read for my ongoing “anti-fantasy” academic project. A damn classic, this one, can’t recommend it highly enough.
  • The Doors of Eden, Adrian Tchaikovsky
    Great fun! Alternate worlds and histories, evolutionary possibilities, supergiant superintelligent bug gods, sign me up. Tchaikovsky’s got a real gift for making big chonky doorstoppers into snappy, idea-rich page-turners.
  • The Unraveling, Benjamin Rosenbaum
    Argh this book, everyone read this book as soon as possible please. So terribly inventive and clever and good. Reviewed for CHIRB, and my pick for the ARB Notable List.
  • On Fragile Waves, E. Lily Yu
    “The book that knocked me over like a sneaker wave, 2021.” Barely know how to talk about this, still, without just shoveling descriptors at it: devastating, insightful, relentless, compassionate. A masterpiece. My pick for the CHIRB 2021 list.
  • The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue, V.E. Schwab
    Everybody seems to be reading this book. I did not love it! Might have been a fun novella, but the central premise doesn’t hold up if you think about it at all; overall too cute for me. CNSC read.
  • The Light Brigade, Kameron Hurley
    Time-traveling, hallucinogenic riff on Starship Troopers. I dig the critique but the coolest parts felt like they were left off the page.
  • Sisters of the Vast Black, Lina Rather
    Very fun novella, a stock “space opera corporate government is evil” plot, but the details—well-sketched nuns wrestling with faith and pragmatism, giant living slugships—were excellent.
  • Gods, Monsters, and the Lucky Peach, Kelly Robson
    Another very fun novella, time travel and body modification and some interesting future generational philosophy stuff.
  • The Odyssey, Homer, Emily Wilson translation
    Superb, extremely readable. Not the riot that Headley’s Beowful is, but so clear and graceful that I felt like I could simultaneously be absorbed by the story and note a lot of the weird differences in cultural/moral assumptions.
  • The Goblin Emperor, Katherine Addison
    Re-read for Witness review. Quite good. Could not help thinking about this as a fantasy version of Dave (1993).
  • Piranesi, Susanna Clarke
    the best book I read this year. Was ready to hate it; it won me over within pages. Astonishing mastery of voice. CNSC read. ARB Hugo Guide.
  • The Four Profound Weaves, R.B. Lemberg
    Interesting novella; maybe a little imbalanced in terms of figuring out the world in a short work, but with some insightful, joyous stuff about identity. TG read.
  • Rimrunners, C.J. Cherryh
    Every time I read this, I’m increasingly sure it’s her best novel. Maybe tied with Gehenna. Space combat setting with high physical and psychological realism, memorable protagonist.
  • Downbelow Station, C.J. Cherryh
    Re-read for conference paper. It’s good, but really not the Cherryh I’d suggest people start with. Some parts are excellent, the Downers are not great, and the overall brutal reality-portraying feels vaguely like Russian literature.
  • In the Watchful City, S. Qiouyi Lu
    Feels more like a fix-up—a couple short stories stitched together—than a cohesive single story. Some interestingly disturbing ideas, but on the whole I found it fairly weak. Reviewed for CHIRB.
  • Blindsight, Peter Watts
    Just felt like a re-read for some reason. Remains unmatched for high-concept space horror, and it’s just a treat to read.
  • Echopraxia, Peter Watts
    Only suggested if you just need more Blindsight. Loads of interesting ideas but it just doesn’t cohere the way its predecessor does.
  • A Stranger in Olondria, Sofia Samatar
    Olondrian novels are turning into an annual read for me. Aching, lovely, graceful book, can’t say enough about it.
  • The Chosen and the Beautiful, Nghi Vo
    Gobsmacked by this; a top contender for best book of 2021. If you’re not into Gatsby, I still highly recommend this; what Vo is doing with style, imagery, and theme, within her chosen limits, is breathtaking.
  • When the Sparrow Falls, Neil Sharpson
    Was ready to be underwhelmed by this (dystopian AI stuff) and was instead quite charmed; Vonnegut-ish, with unexpected and effective resonance with works like Koestler’s Darkness at Noon or Milosz’s The Captive Mind. Reviewed for CHIRB.
  • Hellboy Vol. 1, Mike Mignola
    Had been wanting to read this for a while. What a treat! Just fantastic. Among many other things, left me thinking about the balance of irony and seriousness that, for instance, the MCU can’t maintain.
  • A Desolation Called Peace, Arkady Martine
    Adored this; has rather a lot going on but I was practically saying “yum” after every chapter. Interstellar/interspecies diplomacy and translation stuff, intrigues and weird tech, great characters. Very much feels like the modern heir to Cherryh & related SF. Still waiting on a few big loose threads to resolve, which is awesome.
  • Midnight Riot, Ben Aaronovitch
    Finally read this. Fun, light, maybe a little too cavalier/plucky for me; this kind of urban fantasy often lands wrong for me but this was enjoyable enough.
  • Bitter Root Vol. 1, David Walker et al
    Strikingly, startlingly Ring Shout-esque; art and ideas are great but this reminded me of why I don’t read many comics. TG read.
  • We Have Always Been Here, Lena Nguyen
    Some promising elements here, but I was extremely disappointed by this on several levels; nail in the coffin was the snake-oil quantum quackery endorsement. Reviewed for CHIRB.
  • A Psalm for the Wild-Built, Becky Chambers
    This was all right, and lacked most of the bad science that often distracts me in Chambers, but just not really for me—I’m intrigued by the gentle/no-stakes aesthetic, but need a little more going on.
  • The Relentless Moon, Mary Robinette Kowal
    Ironically, I think this might be the strongest entry in the “Lady Astronaut” books, but it’s not different enough from previous entries to really stand out in my head. Also, and this is not Kowal’s fault, but the “Earth is doomed, flee rather than invest here” idea has been rather well tainted by awful billionaires since the series began. ARB Hugo Guide.
  • Two Truths and a Lie, Sarah Pinsker
    Great, goofy, creepy story. ARB Hugo Guide.
  • The Inaccessibility of Heaven, Aliette de Bodard
    Pretty good noir-ish tale; was intrigued to see what looks like the “Fallen” universe in a modern setting. ARB Hugo Guide.
  • Burn, or the Episodic Life of Sam Wells as a Super, A.T. Greenblatt
    I have a weird and unfair-to-them ambivalence about “low superhero” genre stories, where I will watch/read them but feel kinda conflicted about how much I care, because the core idea of superhero-dom is not one that resonates for me. This is a pretty good entry though. ARB Hugo Guide.
  • Helicopter Story, Isabel Fall
    Great story, loved the neurotech and voice; a lot of tragic drama around this story, unfortunately. ARB Hugo Guide.
  • Monster, Naomi Kritzer
    Nice, polished CRISPR-thriller. ARB Hugo Guide.
  • The Pill, Meg Ellison
    Wow, this story: Ellison is one to watch. Potent, cutting, makes the obvious fresh and goes beyond it to less-obvious places. ARB Hugo Guide.
  • Come Tumbling Down, Seanan McGuire
    Just gotta be honest, this series does nothing for me. ARB Hugo Guide.
  • Upright Women Wanted, Sarah Gailey
    Fun re-appropriation of the Western for queer, anti-fascist ends. ARB Hugo Guide.
  • A Master of Djinn, P. Djeli Clark
    Smashing fun; fairly light but with a great setting (alt-history Cairo) and a rollicking pace. CNSC read.
  • Cyteen, C.J. Cherryh
    Re-read for a conference paper. Whew, Cyteen; to be clear, I’m the biggest Cherryh nerd you’re likely to meet, and I have to say, even though they’re the Hugo winners, Cyteen and Downbelow Station are so not the ones you should start with. Cyteen in particular is a troubling, problematic, claustrophobic work—it is among her most important, but very far from most enjoyable or approachable. Reading it this time, I couldn’t help thinking how some drastic edits—just cutting a few big chunks—would have made this more effective by upping the ambiguity and centering the perspective more firmly on Ari II. Cherryh’s grasp on the potentials and limits of genetic and psychological manipulation remains breathtaking—she takes as basic and foundational what most SF writers decades later haven’t quite got their heads around.
  • Regenesis, C.J. Cherryh
    …and then there’s this, the decades-later sequel, which attempts to retcon, sanitize, and disambiguate Cyteen in very disappointing ways.
  • Exhalation, Ted Chiang
    Oy, so good. Maybe not as 100% slam-dunks as his previous collection, but every story here is great; the title story and The Lifecycle of Software Objects are top-tier (for Chiang and SF as a whole). TG read.
  • 40,000 in Gehenna, C.J. Cherryh
    “The good one.” Shows in miniature what Cherryh normally needs multiple books to showcase: the “future historical” mode of storytelling, societal changes, the profundity of the alien other. I really think this should go on more “feminist SF” lists. Needs to be reissued with a non-terrible cover.
  • Summer Sons, Lee Mandelo
    Extremely good, somewhat messy mystery/ghost/gay-coming-of-age story. CNSC read. Reviewed for CHIRB.
  • Vox, Christina Dalcher
    Extremely Trump-era Handmaidian story; one can agree with its general politics and still note the weirdness of the fantasy. Wasn’t very impressed with this.
  • Riot Baby, Tochi Onyebuchi
    Good, challenging, angry book. TG read. ARB Hugo Guide.
  • Mordew, Alex Pheby
    Ugh, did not like. Not sure why I finished it, but I did. Reviewed on blog.
  • Persephone Station, Stina Leicht
    Heavily Star Wars-y, Firefly-y shoot-em-up caper. Barely stayed in my brain after I closed it.
  • Mexican Gothic, Silvia Moreno-Garcia
    Finally got around to reading this. It’s good! Does what it says on the tin, though in retrospect the plot is weirdly distanced from Mexican cultural influence. I’m gonna knock off a couple points for “giving a complete and naturalistic explanation for the supernatural bits”: it kind of closed off any lasting creepiness at the end of the book.
  • Even Greater Mistakes, Charlie Jane Anders
    I like Anders’ novels but I love her short work, and this is a tour de force collection. Reviewed for CHIRB.
  • Light Chaser, Gareth Powell & Peter Hamilton
    I almost wrote a longer review of this just to work out how much I didn’t like it, but I think this brief one will do. Unintentionally but personally offensive (I’m offended!) in how poorly it thinks out its core premise.
  • Elder Race, Adrian Tchaikovsky
    What a lovely, balanced, delight of a novella, light and lively but with some serious and interesting depths. Fantasy quest with SF trappings, commenting on genre, intercultural assumptions, and mental health. Blurbed for IndieBound.
  • Stations of the Tide, Michael Swanwick
    Just felt like a re-read. Love this book, wish more short novels aspired to this level of allusory and thematic richness.
  • The Raven Tower, Ann Leckie
    Re-read for club, gosh I like this! To steal a blurb, “The story of Macbeth as told by a rock who is a god.” Weird pitch but dang this is good, smart and surprising and interesting on several levels. TG read.
  • My Heart is a Chainsaw, Stephen Graham Jones
    Slasher homage, quite good. I think it was maybe a little too frenetic, a little too kitchen-sink in its approach, but that might speak to how well it dives into its teenage protagonist’s head.
  • After the Dragons, Cynthia Zhang
    Gentle novel about dragons and a queer romance, quite nice. CNSC read.
  • The Actual Star, Monica Byrne
    A lot of thoughts and feelings about this one; this is a big, ambitious novel with a lot going on. The utopian future timeline feels like a spiritual successor to Piercy’s Mattapoisset, which: stick it in my veins.
  • Femlandia, Christina Dalcher
    Another Handmaidian, this one more awash than usual with problematic white feminism. Deeply squicked out by this one, did not like. Reviewed for CHIRB.
  • 16 Ways to Defend a Walled City, K.J. Parker
    I was so incredibly taken with Prosper’s Demon that I’ve been meaning to explore more of Parker’s work. 16 Ways is a medieval-ish secondary fantasy world, with an engineer unexpectedly thrust into the position of protecting a city from an invading army. Unexpectedly (and I think unintentionally), it rides right on the edge of being real uncomfortable race-wise (it’s a “pale-skinned minority” setup). Witty, snarky, and full of delightful snippets and observations. A little bit like Dickinson crossed with Pratchett.
  • Sisters of the Forsaken Stars, Lina Rather
    Disappointing follow-up to a book I quite liked; none of the elements that worked so well in the first quite came off here.
  • Network Effect, Martha Wells
    Had to re-read because, while I am absolutely certain, in my soul, that Murderbot is the best, I couldn’t actually remember the plot of this until I came back to it. ARB Hugo Guide.
  • Hench, Natalie Walschots
    Another “low cape” story, about a henchperson who becomes a supervillain in her own right (of course, the villain/hero dichotomy is heavily criticized from page one). As I’ve said, mixed feelings about this genre, but this was excellent, really well done and fun on a number of levels. Solidarity with my fellow Excel-using supervillains. TG read.
  • Termination Shock, Neal Stephenson
    Big feelings about this big ol’ book; expect an essay from me about this (at least partially) in the next month or two. This is probably Stephenson’s most readable since Seveneves, leaning into the competent techno-thriller, this time thinking about geoengineering to lessen the blow of global warming. If you like Stephenson, this is him at his strongest—giant book that reads page-a-minute, strange asides, big ideas, wikipedia-style infodumping that he makes really entertaining. If you don’t like Stephenson: stay clear!
  • The Silmarillion, J.R.R. Tolkien
    Yep, re-read, yep, depression. I meant to write more on my read-through this year and some reflections on “fate” and “foreknowledge”; may still.
  • Spear, Nicola Griffith
    Already an extremely strong contender for best book of 2022; I’m not sure what’s coming out that might challenge it. Holy heck is this good, queer Arthurian retelling that leans into the Welsh. The language and structure here is outstanding. Cannot wait to talk more about this book with people.
  • The Once and Future Witches, Alix E. Harrow
    I was pretty meh on this, a little too predictable & sloggy. Would have been twice as good at half as long. CNSC read.
  • Dead Silence, S.A. Barnes
    Awful lot of space horror for me this year! This was okay; I wasn’t blown away by it, and was pretty disappointed by how it tried to combine supernatural and technological horror.

That’s it! Have a couple in progress that I suppose I’ll keep to next year’s list. And, whatever other horrors it probably holds, I’m already excited about some of the books coming out in 2022. If you’re interested, you can also see my lists for 2020, 2019, and 2018, before which I apparently did not keep track.

Quick Review: Mordew by Alex Pheby

I can imagine this book being for someone, and, based on the positive press I’ve seen for it, those someones do exist. But I, alas, am not among them.

Firmly in the (perhaps slightly dated?) tradition of the New Weird, Mordew is a tale of weird, gross magic, following an apparently insignificant boy who rises to prominence in a surreal and vaguely Dickensian dystopia.

Imagine The Decemberists by way of David Cronenberg and you’re most of the way there. Gross-out body-horror galore, with corpses, rats, mud, sickly orphans, and ghosts every which way.

All of which I am not, in theory, opposed to, but I found this execution uncompelling at best. Mordew merely revels in its filth and gore, without any sense of what it’s really about. There is a truly astonishing lack of agency to the story: Nathan Treeves is constantly moved and manipulated by others, and when he does act on his own (often with horrifying but, more off-puttingly, horrifyingly meaningless violence), it’s with all the calculation of a sleepwalker. It’s dreamlike, indeed the perfect example of what it’s like to be told someone else’s dream: full of weird ideas and detail, oddly lacking in motivation, and deeply, deeply boring.

A lot of this novel reminded me of Miéville (without the smarts) and Pratchett (without the charm), and the larger world is kind of like a grossdark (new genre alert!) version of Le Guin’s Earthsea. Pheby clearly has his aesthetic down pat, and a few sections were quite interesting—the philosophical and verbose canine Anaximander’s disquisitions on the impact of scent on cognition were quite good—but the extent to which the novel retcons its own early chapters, combined with its utter failure to give either cultural or theological context to who God was and why we should care God’s dead, left me quite unimpressed with the final chapters.

Which, should be noted, end on a seeming cliffhanger, and all still without a convincing main character. I even entertained the idea that this is an elaborate satire of “chosen one” narratives (amidst its many intentionally unsavory smells, there’s an unfortunate whiff of Potter about Mordew)—but, at 600 pages and with “series just beginning!” in a flashing marquee at the denouement, I don’t think that lands. It is wordy, inventive, richly-detailed, covered in magical mud and guck, and I’m sure it’ll find its fans, but I was quite happy to wash my hands of it.


Oh shoot, I forgot I had a blog for a minute there! Well, the nice thing about not updating for a while is that it engenders the illusion that I’ve a lot going on…

Alison and I and the dogs went out West for a minute: sabbatical hiking in Oregon. Amazing trip, lots of adventures, kind of surreal to move through so many different landscapes and then back to Chicago.

Baked the whole time I was out there, and then returned to Chicago to find that our oven had mysteriously broken while we were away. Insert Edvard Munch Scream emoji, etc. Just got it fixed!

I’ve been keeping busy with various writing and editing projects: lots of good stuff going on at the Ancillary Review of Books. Lots of reading and some reviews, I’ll have to do a separate post on some of my favorites of the last few months. And, very excitingly, my talk for the Anglia Ruskin Centre’s conference on science fiction and migration went very well; lovely conference and lots of good conversations.

Big news: I’m heading back to the retail world, and not coffee (insert Edvard Munch Scream emoji)! City Lit Books is reopening its doors in one week, and I’m gonna be behind the counter pushing speculative fiction on the good burghers of Logan Square.

That’s it for now, more soon!

Hugo Nominating Season!

Meant to post this earlier—Capricon was loads of fun, and then I got kinda busy immediately after. Among other great panels, I was on a lovely one about nominating for the Hugos, and wanted to round up some of my recommendations. On the panel, we talked a bit about what the Hugo “means”, and how personally evaluate what to nominate; for me, it’s kind of a three-way balance of how much I personally liked a work, how well crafted it seemed, and how it’s moving the conversation somehow.

I love nomination season—more important to me than the awards themselves, actually, because it allows me to fill in my reading list and find worthwhile stuff that I’ve missed. That’s especially true for short fiction, which I genuinely love, but have a hard time keeping up with through the year. Continue reading

Capricon Schedule

Starting tomorrow, I’ll be talking on some panels at Capricon, one of Chicago’s local science fiction conventions. It’s all virtual this year, so even easier than usual to get to! Check out the whole schedule, there’s a lot of great talks from great folks. Also, while the con would love your support if you’re able, they’re offering free & reduced memberships in acknowledgment that a lot of people are struggling right now.

If you’re looking for me for some reason:

Thursday, Feb. 4
7pm: “We’re All Made of Meat…Until We’re Not”
Cyberpunk panel, I’ll be alternately praising stuff I love and gnashing my teeth about the emptiness of the aesthetic.

Saturday, Feb. 6
10am: “Solarpunk Now & Future, Solarpunk International”
Solarpunk’s kind of weird because I’m like…skeptical it exists qua category, but I really love it as a theme. Looking forward to this and hoping we talk about a good list of works/authors to check out.

3pm: “Hugo Awards Nominating”
I think we’re going to talk briefly about the mechanics (we should all be doing more ranked-choice voting, folks), probably a bit about “what does the Hugo mean” that I’m interested in, and then diving in to WHAT WE LOVED from 2020. Crap year but a lotta good books, 2020.

Sunday, Feb. 7
12pm: “Hopeful Science Fiction About Less Miserable Futures”
Moderating this one, really looking forward to the discussion (and hopefully a big watch/read list by the end).

2pm: “If You Space Opera, They Will Come”
This should be fun, talking about classics and what’s going on with all the new great space opera.