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A psalm for the wild built by becky chambers
A psalm for the wild built by becky chambers






a psalm for the wild built by becky chambers

It does such a good job at painting this picture, especially the relationship between Mosscap and Dex.Īnd these two characters were really ones you want to follow until the end of time. One minute we’re trying to figure out who we are and the next we’re laughing at some cat doing something stupid on the internet. It’s a weird dichotomy, but at the same time it feels so accurate to how we all perceive the world. One minute you’re laughing that a robot can’t do math and then the next you’re wondering what it means to truly be happy. It feels like the tone changes from being fun to serious every few minutes. Once you meet Mosscap, the robot, then it starts to slow down and the story of their adventures begins. Although it moved quickly, it didn’t skimp on actually explaining and not in an info-dump kind of way. It moves quickly through the beginning while you’re getting to know Dex and the particular way they came about becoming a tea monk. It’s so undeniable that Becky Chambers is rooting 100% for humanity and our possibilities. They’re not the same in any way, shape, or form, but the concepts of humanity, and of hope are so strong with both of these stories. This book reminded me a lot of her other novella, To Be Taught, If Fortunate. Let’s first clear our heads and discuss the other components of the book. But I’ll get to that particular part in a minute.

a psalm for the wild built by becky chambers

It takes an incredible author to write a 150-page novella and bring me down to the level. Thanks, Becky Chambers, for triggering my anxiety. The robot cannot go back until the question of “what do people need?” is answered.īut the answer to that question depends on who you ask, and how.īecky Chambers’ new series asks: in a world where people have what they want, does having more matter? My Thoughts One day, the life of a tea monk is upended by the arrival of a robot, there to honor the old promise of checking in. It’s been centuries since the robots of Earth gained self-awareness and laid down their tools.Ĭenturies since they wandered, en masse, into the wilderness, never to be seen again.Ĭenturies since they faded into myth and urban legend. Hugo Award-winner Becky Chambers’s delightful new series gives us hope for the future.








A psalm for the wild built by becky chambers