Review: McMillan File

Tall figures loomed over her, leaching the unpleasant smell of cigarettes and body odor. Their scent mixed with the mustiness of the warehouse and the coppery smell of blood. Her blood. ~ C. B Samet, McMillan File

Review: Homegoing

“We believe the one who has power. He is the one who gets to write the story. So when you study history, you must ask yourself, Whose story am I missing? Whose voice was suppressed so that this voice could come forth? Once you have figured that out, you must find that story too. From there you get a clearer, yet still imperfect, picture.” ~ Yaa Gyasi, Homegoing

Review: Perdido Street Station

“The river turns and twists to face the city. It looms suddenly, massive, stamped on the landscape. Its light wells up around the surrounds, the rock hills, like bruise-blood. Its dirty towers glow.” ~ China Miéville, Perdido Street Station

Review: Record of a Spaceborn Few

“Our species doesn’t operate by reality. It operates by stories. Cities are a story. Money is a story. Space was a story, once. A king tells us a story about who we are and why we’re great, and that story is enough to make us go kill people who tell a different story. Or maybe the people kill the king because they don’t like his story and have begun to tell themselves a different one.” ~ Becky Chambers, Record of a Spaceborn Few

Review: Midworld

“A few, less constrained by pride and more resilient, survived and had children. Their offspring grew up with no illusions about the supremacy of humankind or anykind. They matured and observed the world around them through different eyes. Roll the log. Give and take. Bend with the wind. Adapt, adapt, adapt …!” ~ Alan Dean Foster, Midworld

Review: Shadows of Self

“Wax moved over, gun out, and glanced around the corner into the kitchen. It was just large enough for one person to lie down in. He knew this because of the bloody corpse stretched out on the floor…” ~ Brandon Sanderson, Shadows of Self

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