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I guess I’m saying the term “cozy sci fi” seems to encompass most of the history of sci fi. My favorite authors are all old - from HG Wells and Jules Verne through the “golden age” generation - Asimov, Clark, Heinlein, Doc Smith and that crowd, whose stories mostly involved technology or aliens. Murray Leinster is one of my all-time favorites. For space opera Poul Anderson is great. For creative explorations of cultures and societies try Ursula LeGuin and CJ Cherryh. Googling cozy scifi brings up a list that includes Becky Chambers - interestingly it’s almost entirely women.
I prefer sci fi as an escape from reality, not as a confirmation that it sucks.
I prefer sci fi as an escape from reality, not as a confirmation that it sucks.
I wouldnt think of Chambers’ books as only escapism litterature, even though there’s nothing wrong in my book w/ escapism.
It is escapism yes, im in a tough spot now but at night i dive into her books and forget for a moment about troubles. But it also suggests that reality doesn’t necessarily sucks & won’t necessarily sucks.
Many years ago during high anxiety I got into reading lightweight non-scifi for a while. As an American fan of British humor and vintage stuff, I love PG Wodehouse’s Bertie and Jeeves stories. Looking through thriftshops turned up the Mrs. Feeley books - a series by Mary Lasswell about the adventures of three old ladies who live in a San Diego junkyard during WWII. Also an odd one called The Wise Bamboo by J. Malcolm Morris, a nonfiction account by an army officer who managed a Tokyo hotel during the postwar occupation. That book is extra cool to me, because it’s stamped as coming from that actual hotel’s gift shop.
Up til then my literary interests had been almost entirely science fiction, but I found all kinds of diversion from reality in these completely different genres.
I guess I’m saying the term “cozy sci fi” seems to encompass most of the history of sci fi. My favorite authors are all old - from HG Wells and Jules Verne through the “golden age” generation - Asimov, Clark, Heinlein, Doc Smith and that crowd, whose stories mostly involved technology or aliens. Murray Leinster is one of my all-time favorites. For space opera Poul Anderson is great. For creative explorations of cultures and societies try Ursula LeGuin and CJ Cherryh. Googling cozy scifi brings up a list that includes Becky Chambers - interestingly it’s almost entirely women.
I prefer sci fi as an escape from reality, not as a confirmation that it sucks.
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I wouldnt think of Chambers’ books as only escapism litterature, even though there’s nothing wrong in my book w/ escapism.
It is escapism yes, im in a tough spot now but at night i dive into her books and forget for a moment about troubles. But it also suggests that reality doesn’t necessarily sucks & won’t necessarily sucks.
Many years ago during high anxiety I got into reading lightweight non-scifi for a while. As an American fan of British humor and vintage stuff, I love PG Wodehouse’s Bertie and Jeeves stories. Looking through thriftshops turned up the Mrs. Feeley books - a series by Mary Lasswell about the adventures of three old ladies who live in a San Diego junkyard during WWII. Also an odd one called The Wise Bamboo by J. Malcolm Morris, a nonfiction account by an army officer who managed a Tokyo hotel during the postwar occupation. That book is extra cool to me, because it’s stamped as coming from that actual hotel’s gift shop.
Up til then my literary interests had been almost entirely science fiction, but I found all kinds of diversion from reality in these completely different genres.