![]() ![]() And sure, it’s a power fantasy, too, but if that gives readers sentences like “I backhand its ass with Hoboken, raining the drunk rage of ten thousand dudebros down on it like the hammer of God. It’s fast, it’s furious, but it’s also tremendous fun. What makes this story great is the sheer exuberance with which it’s told. ![]() He mainly knows that some very strange things are happening, and maybe all is not as it seems and he is seeing a higher reality, “Or maybe my mama was right, and I ain’t never been right in the head.” Birth is never easy, not every potential new life makes it into the world, and Jemisin’s story tells the tale of New York’s attempt from the point of view of its midwife. Maybe that life awakens quickly, maybe it takes centuries or millennia, but at some point the genius loci becomes a thing in itself. The conceit of the story is that great human cities have a life of their own. Jemisin should win this year’s Hugo for short story. ![]()
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