I recently found out about the Arthur C. Clarke book award. This is an award given to the best science fiction novel published in Great Britain over the previous year. And I got really excited about this because I realised that I had already (unintentionally) read 3 of the books nominated this year. And they were all fantastic (I just finished Station Eleven last night and it was also fantastic).
Now we have a list of amazing science fiction books – I haven’t read Memory of Water or Europe in Autumn yet but I’m assuming they will be good too – and it’s going to be so exciting to find out which book wins because all of these books are so fantastic that it actually pains me to pick my favourite. If I really had to guess which book will win I would say maybe The Book of Strange New Things or Station Eleven.
But then I realised that this award has been running since the 80s. Which means I have 20 years of nominations to read through. Some of them could be terrible, but I’m guessing they won’t be. And now I am super excited because I have a giant list of good science fiction. It’s almost like I had to read a good science fiction book to realise that the thing missing from my life was good science fiction. Is that a bit dramatic?
TL;DR I have a lot of books to read.