After several weeks of uncharacteristic motivation, today I have once more slunk into the depths of procrastination. In an attempt to kick myself out of this self-dug pit, I’ve decided to take a few minutes and cogitate upon an ultimately pointless, but weirdly productive task. I’m going to rank my favourite science fiction books.
Now, as some of you know, I run a sci-fi review website called Skiffy, which I have largely been neglecting these past few years, mostly because endless hack attacks on my domains rendered that site unusable for many months. I’ve mostly reclaimed it, though. And, as some of you also know, I’ve struggled to fit pleasure reading into my life ever since I became a father four years ago.
So I see this project today as a baby step in rediscovering my connection with literature, and in particular that genre of literature that in many ways saved my life when I was a lonely, angst-filled teenager. I don’t have any overt criteria for this list, other than books that I like. But hopefully some common theme arises as I name them.
Without further delay…
