Day: June 1, 2003

In Middlebury, Vermont last weekend, I picked up The Collected Stories of Vernor Vinge. I’d read Marooned in Realtime already, so his stellar reputation was corroborated by personal experience. I like short fiction when it’s more story than mood. These are. I’ll also have to follow up sometime about the Singularity. Vinge referred to it…

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