While this installment doesn't quite rise to the thrilling highs of the last one, it does go further than any previous chapter into Murderbot's emotional world. Which, if we're being honest, is why we're all reading Murderbot in the first place.
This book is a huge step up from the previous two. This is what it looks like when Murderbot is firing on all cylinders, operating at 100 percent.
A perfect little sci-fi novella that never stops racheting up the tension to its climax, while still maintaining all the charm and soul that made the previous two novellas so good.
A much stronger showing than the first novella. The character study of our titular Murderbot is expanded on greatly in this book. We get a stronger sense of how they're feeling throughout, and the focus on their emotion really becomes the hook of this story.
Also ART is an excellent addition to the cast of characters. They are equally as charming as Murderbot, for very different reason. A perfect foil.
This book feels important right now, especially as the conservatives are walking a handful of detransitioners with right wing sympathys onto national stages to spread propaganda and misinformation with the express purpose of removing trans people from every facet of public life.
This book approaches the subject of detransition with a deft and delicate touch, understanding it not through the binary lens of 'regret or no regret', but through the same multifaceted, nuanced self-reflection that people's transitions happen in.
I was reading this book while struggling with my own detransition, and whether or not I should go through with it. Detransition, Baby helped me understand that, whatever choice I made, it would be the right one for me and the time, and that I was free to move along the gender spectrum at any point in the future, and that would be okay too.
It's not the place you end up; Rather, the self-refection and self-actualization is the point of it all.
Flaws of characters a main focus? It's complicated
5.0
Read this book.
It's a beautiful meditation on the meaning of family, as reflected in our relationship to the natural world, from the bacteria and archea that live in our stomachs to the complex navigations of sea turtles returning to their birthplaces to lay their eggs, from the shifting borders of the oceans to the thinning upper atmosphere and further, to the outer planets, to the Heliopause, to the Oort cloud, and to the silences beyond.
The prose is rich and dripping with honey. It presents readers with the curiousities of natures and reminds of that we are not separate from them. It explores the idea of alieviation of the pain that comes from being a cognitive, social being while also individual, isolated self. It examines the hope for salvation, whether that is salvation given from others, loved ones and relatives, or salvation given from the mysteries of deep space and deeper time.
Aimee Bender is a treasure. Her prose is light as a feather and, at times, sharp as a tack.
In this collection, you'll find tales of boys with irons for heads, men with keys for fingers, atomic bombs, and aqualine noses. Throughout each of these stories run braided strands of light and wit and joy. It is teeming with life.
Aimee Bender is the kind of writer who makes you want to write.