Not a perfect story, but very good worldbuilding and well told.
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Deborah Pickett reviewed Anathem by Neal Stephenson
Stephenson's best story
5 stars
Anathem leads you down a garden path: The first few chapters happen in a compound that seems a lot like a monastery here on Earth, except that it’s sort of like a university too. The avout who live inside its walls study philosophy and theoretics, having contact with the outside world for only ten days each year.
“Avout”? Stephenson invents words that straddle the two perspectives, like “concent” (the compound isn’t quite a convent; it studies thought, so let’s bring in some of the word “concentrate’) and “saunt” (revered thinkers aren’t saints, but savants, which kind of works if you remember how Latin U and V are the same letter). Indeed, the book title itself is one of these, a cross of “anthem” and “anathema”. The words soon become familiar, and depending on the context, and maybe your prior knowledge of classical languages and religious rituals, you can figure many …
Anathem leads you down a garden path: The first few chapters happen in a compound that seems a lot like a monastery here on Earth, except that it’s sort of like a university too. The avout who live inside its walls study philosophy and theoretics, having contact with the outside world for only ten days each year.
“Avout”? Stephenson invents words that straddle the two perspectives, like “concent” (the compound isn’t quite a convent; it studies thought, so let’s bring in some of the word “concentrate’) and “saunt” (revered thinkers aren’t saints, but savants, which kind of works if you remember how Latin U and V are the same letter). Indeed, the book title itself is one of these, a cross of “anthem” and “anathema”. The words soon become familiar, and depending on the context, and maybe your prior knowledge of classical languages and religious rituals, you can figure many of them out, but if you don’t want to, there is a glossary at the end of the book.
It all feels very comfortable and familiar. And then Erasmus, the relater of the story, is pulled from this safe environment and thrust into the outside world, which resembles a version of our own in a slow decline. The world needs the help of Erasmus and others from the concent, and from other similar communities across the planet. This is a global crisis, and it has something to do with something in the sky.
From here, the story snowballs alarmingly in ways that would spoil the surprise for me to even hint at. Every step is plausible, but the plot grows exponentially and the climax is out of this world.
All through the story, the characters engage in Dialog, extended discussions covering seemingly random topics like philosophy, geometry, nuclear physics, the many-worlds hypothesis, and consciousness. These topics are very much not random, though, and they play a pivotal role in the plot.
Stephenson borrows heavily from the classics, deliberately, with reasons that turn out to be sensible in terms of the plot. It’s clear that he’s having fun breaking the fourth wall. If you’re not trained in philosophy you’ll probably fail to link the historical characters mentioned in Anathem with their equivalents in Earth history—I certainly did—but it doesn’t matter a lot. There’s plenty of references you will still get.
I’ve read a few Neal Stephenson books, including his classics Snow Crash and Cryptonomicon. I feel compelled to point out that Stephenson is normally terrible at writing endings, but with Anathem he lands a satisfying denouement.
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Content warning Spoilers, Anathem part 11
"Early in the Reticulum — thousands of years ago — it became almost useless because it was cluttered with faulty, obsolete, or downright misleading information," Sammann said.
"Crap, you once called it," I reminded him.
"Yes — a technical term. So crap filtering became important. Businesses were built around it. Some of those businesses came up with a clever plan to make more money: they poisoned the well. They began to put crap on the Reticulum deliberately, forcing people to use their products to filter that crap back out. They created syndevs whose sole purpose was to spew crap into the Reticulum. But it had to be good crap."
— Anathem by Neal Stephenson (80%)
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Deborah Pickett commented on Anathem by Neal Stephenson
I’m always struck by how exponential this book is. It’s hard to go into any detail without spoiling the ride, but the slow monastic life of the first few chapters is a distant memory by this point. And I’m not even done yet.
Deborah Pickett wants to read The Fifth Season (The Broken Earth, #1) by N. K. Jemisin
Deborah Pickett commented on Anathem by Neal Stephenson
Deborah Pickett commented on Anathem by Neal Stephenson
Content warning Anathem spoilers about Millenarians
Anathem feels more familiar and comfortable every time I read it. I'm tickled that I didn't recognize in prior readings how Fraa Orolo's musings about Causal Domain Shear is foreshadowing.
Female representation isn't great in this book, at least at the beginning. I suppose that it's at least plausible, given how the story is told in first person by a male character in an apparently monastic setting.
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Deborah Pickett commented on Helliconia Spring by Brian W. Aldiss
Aldiss writes in the introduction: “I developed Helliconia: a place much like our world, with only one factor changed—the length of the year.” Also, apparently, a world with no women in it. This is old-school, masculine sf. It’s on notice.
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Helliconia Spring by Brian W. Aldiss
From the back cover:
Imagine a world in a system of twin stars, where Winter is 600 ice-locked years and …