Review – The Uncanny Valley – By Erin Cairns

There are several ways to approach describing THE UNCANNY VALLEY, and any one of them is simultaneously sufficient, yet lacking.  

Do you want a story about androids fighting for acceptance within a society that created and rejected them? A philosophical examination of post-industrial capitalism? A reflection on policing, and cultures of power and protection? A deeply flawed man’s painful first steps on a journey to become something of a better person? Well, those are all themes that Cairns interrogates and (occasionally uncomfortably) asks the readers to reflect on. The subtext, the motifs, the soul of the book is deep.

The plot is also punchy as hell, a thriller with pace and energy and guts that demands you keep turning the pages. Once the mystery starts to layer, the book really begins to rip. So if you’d prefer a protagonist with a penchant for rolling nat-0 wisdom checks as he tries to punch his way to a truth he never thought he’d have any reason to seek? Well, get ready for a helluva ride.

Tyler Shaw is a detective in what reads as a fictional American analogue city. The development of androids led to an economic boom, but a virus that granted them sentience spread to turn androids from simple tools into… what exactly the society and the characters are dealing with, and now the economic collapse has hollowed out the city (we can’t exactly keep manufacturing people… not really, right?). Shaw is working homicide when an android ends its existence (dies by suicide? The way the characters wrestle with applying human language and convention to non-human actors bleeds from the page into the reader, and here’s an example) in a public way–and possibly at Shaw’s prompting–he finds himself embarking on figuring out why. Why would an android end itself (himself? the way that Shaw engages with the pronouns of android characters is important and not at all a blunt object of modern pronoun discourse)? Why would that android do any of the things he did? And why does this feel like there’s far more going on than a malfunctioning android?

There’s a few things about the content that bear addressing. Shaw isn’t cuddly. He’s not a boy scout. He’s a deeply, profoundly, flawed person. There’s no turning away from the ways his flaws code onto real world problems. What Cairns does, should you give her the trust necessary to read this book, is guide Shaw not from flawed to perfect, but from flawed to better. The flaws are just that, flaws. They’re consistently aspects of his character that stand in the way of his goals, they don’t aid him. A surface level read of his character shows him to be “problematic,” but that is obviously the point. The point is the journey.

Similarly, there’s no evading the fact that Shaw is a cop. There are some for whom anything with cops is bad (which is FINE, there’s plenty of books out there for you). But rest assured this is not a fictional hagiography of police or policing. Far, far from it. And, to that end, if you are a reader for whom anything critical of police or policing is a problem, there’s plenty of great fiction for you too. I think, however, for people willing to engage with the gray in the middle of the spectrum, they’ll be well-rewarded.

UNCANNY VALLEY asks a lot of questions about agency, identity, and the changing world, and doing so it asks the reader to engage as well. There’s a cracking mystery with betrayal and stunning revelations beneath the constant threats that turn this into a gripping thriller. It’s well worth your time to read.

Buy it here: Amazon

Review – Bone Shard Daughter, by Andrea Stewart

Andrea Stewart has created an exceptional world with compelling characters, and one that pulls you forward with the questions it asks and implies from the very first page. It’s absolutely worth reading and Stewart is absolutely a writer worth following.

This book is built on a flotilla of mysteries. Whether it’s the long-dead magical race whose artifacts dot the world (and which may or may not be awakening), whether it’s magic powers and magic animals, amnesia and a castle of locked doors, missing loved ones, or what seems to be an existential environmental threat looming over it all, there is no shortage of questions being asked. Ultimately, the vibrant cast of characters seeking answers drive the story and what answers they do (and don’t) find leave me excited to read book two.

The setting feels organic, lived-in, natural. I found simple flourishes like a meal shared among family or the bartering for melons to reveal a culture that is believable and paints color onto the world Stewart has created.

Also, the magic system is unique, visceral, and leaves so much room to explore in future volumes that I cannot wait to see where it goes next. Luckily, Book 2 is poised to release soon.

Pick up a copy from your local Indie bookseller, or from Amazon if you must.

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The Bone Shard Daughter – Amazon
The Bone Shard Emperor – Amazon

Review – The Hand of the Sun King

Read this book.

J.T. Greathouse’s debut is going to make waves. I was lucky enough to get an advance copy of this book, so I’m sort of cheating here as it’s not available yet. Save yourself some trouble, and skip to your retailer of choice pre-order, then come back and read what I have to say.

Okay, you pre-ordered, right?


Where to start? This book contains (among multitudes) a deconstruction of colonialism that forces one to turn inward, to think on how one might navigate their role in a colonial system, to struggle with the (probability) that one might make the wrong choice.

We are in the point of view of a boy descended from a conquered people who comes of age striving to join the empire that colonized land and learn its magic. We interrogate what it means to straddle worlds and to have complex feelings about heritage and history. We are presented with a mirror to our minds and a lens to our own world that may leave us uncomfortable about what we find.

Greathouse brings the world he created to life with prose as smooth as silk and by painting minute details of culture (drinking games involving poetry battles! a tense penmanship test! more!) that shed light on just how vibrant and complete the work is.

I cannot recommend this book highly enough. This is without a doubt one of the best books I’ve read in a long time, and given the fact that this is Greathouse’s debut, the ceiling on his work is simply not visible. We’re in for a treat, and I can’t wait to see what his career brings.

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The Hand of the Sun King

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The Hand of the Sun King

Review – The Urashima Effect – E. Lily Yu

I only just saw this 2013 story recently, and it’s the kind of story that… lingers. It’s short, only a little over 3,000 words, and worth every one of them.

E. Lily Yu published “The Urashima Effect” in Clarkesworld, where it is available to read right this instant and you’d be a fool not to do so.

The story takes place in two parts. Primarily, a researcher and solo advance landing party for an interstellar colony wakes up from deep sleep and acclimates to his environment as the ship begins decelerating from relativistic speeds. The second part of the story is the recordings that the researcher’s wife left for him to pass the time during his deceleration, which tell a folktale that carries much more of a message that mere entertainment.

As I said, it’s the kind of story that lingers. It’s precisely the kind of cerebral, soulful, SF that I love, and I’d recommend it to anyone.

Review – Beneath Ceaseless Skies – 322

Beneath Ceaseless Skies January 28, 2021 issue features The Guadalupe Witch from Josh Rountree (twitter and website) and Her Black Coal Heart a Diamond in My Hand from R.K.Duncan (twitter and website).

The Guadalupe Witch is short, punchy, and cuts straight at the heart of sacrifice, desperation, and the prices we are willing to pay for loved ones and for magic. It’s got a wonderful weird-west setting and vibe that is subtle but effective, and there’s a sedate but inexorable pace to the story that keeps building tension to the climax. It’s a fast read and absolutely worth your time.

Her Black Coal Heart a Diamond in My Hand paints a bleak picture of a world where ghosts are the materiel for a artist’s mad art installation. He endeavors to shed light on the exploitation and desperation of lower classes while defining the gulf between the stories of those spirits displayed in the exhibit, and those doing the viewing. As R.K.Duncan takes us on this journey, we are presented with a window into how making art can shed light on plight, and how shedding that light might affect the artist. We are asked what the cost of telling stories that might not be ours to tell might be (costs to the teller, and to those whose stories are plundered). And, along the way we experience a story told with visceral and surreal language with magic that is numinous and always drifting just outside our grasp, unable to be clearly defined, yet full of concrete details that pin it in place. R.K.Duncan asks a lot of the reader in this story, but rewards us in doing so.