![]() ![]() ![]() My expectations just don’t live up to the treasure trove of awesome that is Adrian Tchaikovsky’s brain. The latest (but hopefully not the last) book in his amazing Children of Time series that started with spacefaring spiders and went on to include spacefaring sentient octopuses and a new truly alien knowledge-thirsty symbiote as well as a grumpy AI, Children of Memory continues the themes of the previous volumes - the question of personhood, the unity vs division, the “Us” vs “Them”, bridging the gap, and the intoxicating appeal of curiosity and knowledge.Īnd typical for Tchaikovsky, this doesn’t go exactly where you’d think it would, instead branching off in a direction that is way more interesting and thoughtful than I’d ever predict. You’re not doing it for *them*, at that point. But what are you really preserving, then? Nothing except a means to sate your curiosity. ![]() “What you want,”she says disgustedly, “is a zoo where you can come and look at the exhibits in their natural habitat. He’s not one of SFF greats-in-the-making he’s made it to the pantheon, and seems to be having a blast there. That’s why Adrian Tchaikovsky is firmly on the list of my favorite writers, sharing the podium with Pratchett and LeGuin. ![]()
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