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| July 1998: Summer is here. Only five months to go until Christmas. Time to start figuring out what you want Santa to bring you. Here's a few suggestions... |
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The Sparrow, Mary Doria Russell [1997, Ballantine] The Sparrow looks set to become the sf novel of the 1990's. Everybody -- and I mean everybody -- is talking about it. To say that it recounts the first contact between humanity (represented by a team sponsored by the Jesuits) and an alien race is to miss the bulk of the novel. Read it. Then you'll know what everyone is going on about. |
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The Reality Dysfunction, Peter Hamilton [1997, Warner] This was published as a single humungous book in the UK, but for its US publication it has been split into two: The Reality Dysfunction: Emergence and The Reality Dysfunction: Expansion. It's not hard sf per se, more space opera, with a sideways slide into horror. But it's a real page-turner all the same and certainly worth a go. The second part of the trilogy, The Neutronium Alchemist, has just been published, again in two parts for the US market. |
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Polymorph, Scott Westerfeld [1997, HarperCollins] Cyberpunk may be dead, but few people seem to have got the message. Having said that, Westerfeld's Polymorph is more "cyberpunkish" than "cyberpunk". It's a tautly-written tale about a metamorph who finds herself/himself battling another metamorph in order to prevent a monopolistic software mogul from taking over the Western world. Ignore the cliches; it's a good read. |
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Acts Of Conscience, William Barton [1997, Warner] Acts Of Conscience gets my vote as the best novel of last year. It was shortlisted for the Philip K Dick Award, but sadly didn't win it. Gaetan du Cheyne ends up the owner of a prototype FTL spacecraft and uses it to visit a colony world... where he discovers the colonists abusing the indigenous flora and fauna. Well written, intelligent sf from one of the best. |
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Holy Fire, Bruce Sterling [1997, Bantam] A beautifully written journey of discovery through 21st Century Europe. Sterling doesn't write science fiction so much as mainstream fiction that happens to be set in the near-future. No other sf writer can put extrapolated technology in the hands of characters quite as believably as this man. |
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Night Lamp, Jack Vance [1998, Tor] Vintage Vance. No one invents worlds and societies quite like Vance, and he's on top form in Night Lamp. You just have to love a book that features musical instruments like the 'froghorn', 'tangletones', the 'tudelpipe', and 'needlegongs'. Straight plot, completely skewed planetary societies, great fun. |
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If you have any recommendations, by all means send them along to: ian.sales@hct.ac.ae
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