Just finished
Stories of Your Life and Others.
Transcribed below, taken with some liberty, are my words after reading every story,:
Myself said:
FuckfuckfuckfuckfuckholyshitwhatthefuckdidIjustreadhowdoyouevenwritesomethinglikethatwhatthefuckgodamnfuckinghell
I learned about Chiang from reading
The Merchant and the Alchemist's Gate, which blew me away. I could scarcely believe that nearly every single short in
Stories would comparable with (
The Evolution of Human Science) or even better as (
Tower of Babylon)
Merchant. When I first read his Wikipedia page, I had scoffed at the label of "Speculative Fiction". I felt like it was a classification used by people who felt that "Science Fiction" was somehow diminishing, just as with "Graphic Novel" and "Comics".
This is the first time I felt that "Speculative Fiction" is the most appropriate label in existence to describe an author's work.
Every one of his stories focuses around one or two key thoughts, which Chiang follows to their logical conclusion. Unlike typical sci-fi/fantasy, however, he does not concern himself with world building, prose, characterization, plot or action, anymore than is strictly necessary to see his idea through. Perhaps this is why he has never written anything of great length. I felt like I was reading a philosophical treatise, or s mathematical proof, except his initial axioms are simply ideas, "what if?" scenarios, unburdened by typical fiction trappings. He explores concepts to such a minute detail that I have to take some time readjusting to reality after reading his stories (particularly after
Hell is the Absence of God). It is the first time I've encountered a fiction author that made such heavy use of
logos to stimulate my imagination.
And now I'm extremely sad that the book is done.