Lucas Stoffel

Book Review: On grief, witness, and the perilous tenderness of loving another person without trying to reorganize their soul in “Boy, Refracted At Wat Xieng Thong after rain, a solitary figure, a phone, and the Tree of Life hold the book’s central tension in one suspended image: grief on the verge of becoming witness, fracture, and form. Most novels about AI ask whether a machine can feel. “Boy, Refracted” asks a nastier question: what does it look like when love arrives as

Children of the Mind is the book where Orson Scott Card stops pretending the Ender saga is about aliens or politics or military strategy and admits what it's always been about: the soul. Whether you have one. Whether it can be divided. Whether it survives when the body it's housed in starts to fail. This is metaphysical science fiction, and it is deeply, almost defiantly strange.

Xenocide is the most philosophical book in the Ender saga — dense, ambitious, and occasionally frustrating. For invested readers, it's essential. Five stars.

Of course I loved this book. It's about a rogue AI, and I love a rogue AI. LOL. Origin is Dan Brown doing what Dan Brown does best: taking a genuinely interesting intellectual question and building a page turning sprint around it. This time the question is the big one — where do we come from, and where are we going? — and the sprint takes Robert Langdon through the Guggenheim Museum in Bilbao, the Royal Palace of Madrid, and Gaudí's Sagrada Família in Barcelona.

The Third Person is a memoir written entirely in third person. Yes, that sounds like a contradiction. It follows a version of me after a devastating breakup with the person I call Warboy, the end of a fifteen-year relationship that left me suspended somewhere between grief and motion. I rent out my New York apartment, lose my job, go home to Iowa for Christmas, and eventually do the thing heartbroken people do when standing still becomes unbearable: I leave. Vietnam. Thailand