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Locus Awards²⁶ finalists

Posted in Books with tags , , , , , , , , , on April 23, 2026 by xi'an

[Here are the ten finalists in some categories of the Locus Awards for 2026. Run by the Locus Magazine. With some usual suspects, but also authors I never heard of. Interestingly, Locus has a translation category!]

SCIENCE FICTION NOVELS

FANTASY NOVELS

FIRST NOVELS

TRANSLATED NOVEL

a journal of the stone ages year

Posted in Books, Kids, Mountains, pictures, Running, Travel, University life, Wines with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 19, 2026 by xi'an

Read—in French—The Grave of the Fireflies (火垂るの墓), written by Nosaka Akiyuki in 1967, and which inspired the eponimous Ghibli Studio anime by Takahata. A very vivid reporting on the slow deaths of the young narrator and of his sister, in the final days of WW II that left them to try to cope by themselves from the lack of food. I was quite surprised by the style, raw and oral, with hardly any punctuation, that reminded me of the early Céline. The book contained a second short story, Amerika Hijiki (or American weeds), also related to the WW II trauma suffered by the author. Recommended, if not for young readers. I also read The Wrong Unit, by Rob Dircks, a science-fiction novel set in the 2800’s, which follows a humanoïd robot caring after a child with a particular destiny. Not as fun as Murderbot, and not particularly deep in its human-AI-robot relationship, even less in its scenario and its creation of a 2800’s environment where everything sounds 2020’s, except for teleportation (!), but definitely readable.

Just as during my previous, private, visit to Venezia, I cooked there a large dish of (spinach) gnoccheti with anchovies that lasted the week, plus had the possibly best-ever squid dish I ever tasted at Da’a Marisa. Where else?!

Watched Jo Nesbo‘s Harry Hole’s Devil Star series on Netflix. With mixed feelings. On the one hand, the rendering of a gritty, harsh, unromantic, fantastic, Olso and of a unequal, corrupted, crumbling, society far from the usual postcards is riveting. With the actor playing Harry Hole fitting the role brilliantly. (Maybe not the most adequate adjective for an alcoholic, Camels chain smoking, (hyper)violent, insubordinated, police officer!) On the other hand, the scenario is very weak and with too many red herrings and convenient coïncidences and global conspiracies. Given the last scene, there may be another season in the near future…

a journal of the no-end-war year

Posted in Books, Kids, Mountains, pictures, Running, Travel, University life, Wines with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 15, 2026 by xi'an

Read Braking Day, an archi-classic space opera of a spaceship travelling for generations to a substitute planet. With the archi-classic reproduction of earthy behaviours and habits (how on,,, Earth!, one could imagine smoking being allowed on a spaceship? commercial goodies on sale when approaching destination? shopping malls?) Archi-classic heroes as well, standing just on the wrong side of the rules as a shipbound form of smuggling… The no-so-classic is a class A spoiler that emerges half of the book, non-too-soon, and turns the charactera and then some into actual heroes. Very very light and not recommended!

In-between two weeks in Venice, I cooked a veg curry with (old) butternut, leeks, (new) onions and a yellow species of beetroot I had never seen before, Eaten with my freshly made kimlchi that was somewhat too fresh. The second pot is still burping! And had the worst ramen dish in my culinary experience, in Strasbourg, obviously not the centre of the ramen universe!, where half the ingredients were freezer cold (and the other half just marginaly warmer). (But tasted a new and nice category of curly pasta while in Venice (2), the week before, the Napolitean riccioli!) Also cooked a second sweet potato and cocoa cake for Venice (3), which led to a lengthy security check at the CDG airport!

Watched Undercover Miss Hong, a Korean drama set in the 1990’s, with vintage computers, clothes, and (just emerging) mobilephones. Beyond that plunge in the past… The scenario is paper-thin and is spread over too many episodes, with a soapy ending, but the duo of (female) central characters is enticing (if not for their borderline ethics). The series’ soundtrack is original, if not particularly striking. Slightly funny but not particularly recommended!

 

a journal of the imperial centuries

Posted in Books, Kids, Mountains, pictures, Running, Travel, University life, Wines with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 9, 2026 by xi'an

Over my trip to Rome, I managed to finish Titanium Noir, a science-fiction novel by Nick Harkaway, about an old-school detective trying to solve a murder in a society where a happy fews can become Titans, enhanced humans (aka transhumans) with larger bodies and higher life expectancy, except when they get killed of course. This is a rather enjoyable book, even though the science-fiction part does not play so well, since almost everything sounds like it was the 50’s, the 1950’s! Even the dialogues, which are somewhat outdated (no one uses gumshoe anymore!). But apart from that, the detective work is enough of a page turner and the final twist not completely predictable. Enjoyable maybe not to the point of continuing the series, since the twist cannot happens twice! Also read the very short novella Human Resources by Adrian Tchaikovsky, hugely if shortly disappointing!

Cooked winter standards (at home) like butternut soup and pulled pork. And pissaladière. Had two meals made of tonnarelli pasta, while 25H in Rome, a square variant to the spaghetti. One before strolling to the Fori Romani to watch the most recent excavations. And to admire the new Colosseo-Fori Imperiali metro station (with reconstituted household wells! And exhibits of objects found at their bottom).

Unrelated, but I watched MIU 404, a rather silly police series set in Tokyo, whose main appeals resides in exposing some issues in the modern Japanese society, like stalking or the status of migrants. But don’t expect realistic resolutions of the crime(s) motivating each episode…

AI Narratives [book review]

Posted in Books with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 13, 2025 by xi'an

AI Narratives: A history of imaginative thinking about intelligent machines is a 2020 collective book edited by Stephen Cave, Kanta Dihal, and Sarah Dillon, with about twenty contributing authors, through a series of 16 chapters on the relation between culture (literature, films) and our societal approach to AI, with varying perspectives, some overlap between chapters, a wide range of extrapolation, especially in relation with the oldest books (like Homer’s) and quotes from both books I enjoyed and books I had not heard of, to add to my to-red pile, like Roderick. Predominant place of Blade Runner, of Ĉapek’s Rossum’s Universal Robots, not only for introducing the term, and of Asimov, but also a detailed analysis of the great, thought-provoking, Ann Leckie’s Ancillary Justice. With a realization that Gibson’s Neuromancer had aged quite a lot… For the modern times, very little outside the US-UK realm, as for instance no mention made of Jules Verne or René Barjavel, although Zola makes an appearance when describing workers as automats, neither of the Germanic literature (from the Grimm Brothers onwards), nor of the non-negligible USSR science fiction production, nor yet of the Chinese input, like The three body problem. Other books that could have made it: the Murderbot diaries, and The Alchemy Wars trilogy, for digging into the blurry border between humans and AIs; A Memory Called Empire, for a clever approach to mind uploading, as well as the masterly Never let me go by Ishiguro, both dealing with a future where copies of humans The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay for the golem, the short story An Unatural Life, for its highly original take on the legal rights of humanoid robots, A Psalm for the Wild-Built because of… tea and Zen monk, obviously!

Among things I learned from AI Narratives, the story of Alan Turing (figuratively) mansplaining Ada Lovelace on her pronouncement that machines cannot be intelligent since they deliver what they are coded for. The mention of automatos in the Illiad. A mention of 1625 Gabriel Naudé Apologie &tc. that excludes magic as irrational, as well as introducing the term androide. The trivia that the creator of the (fraudulent) automaton chess player, Kempelen, also produced in 1791 an authentic if brainless speaking machine. The realisation that E.M Forster also wrote a futuristic novel, The Machine Stops (as well as the precursor of the symbolists, Villiers de l’Isle Adam, with L’Ève Future). Another trivia that cyberpunk first appeared in a 1983 short story by Bruce Bethke. A discussion of the elaborate Culture constructed by Iain Banks, albeit through volumes in the series I hade not read, along with the concept of OCP for outside context problem, akin to Taleb’s Black Swan. The least interesting (and final) chapter in the book is paradoxically the closest to data analysis, when Recchia runs a rather low-tech assessment of a subtitle dataset in relation with AI, if referring to Tufte’s rule of the baselin in the notes (p405).

Definitely enjoyable book, then, even though I mostly skimmed through the chapters during a day-trip to Lille on a Bank (!) holiday. Reading through it made me muse rather belatedly of a parallel between AI scare or adoration, and the non-AI societies, where individuals are (also) part of a structure large enough to miss the larger picture. From building pyramids to being part of the global economy. (This followed mostly from my surprise in seeing Dickens, Trollope, and Zola included in the discussion.)

[Disclaimer about potential self-plagiarism: this post or an edited version will eventually appear in my Books Review section in CHANCE.]