

In Chiang's hands, SF really is the "literature of ideas" it is often held to be, and the genre's traditional "sense of wonder" is paramount.

The eight stories collected here (his entire output over more than a decade) have deservedly notched up three Nebulas and a Hugo - the most prestigious awards in SF. Occasionally the high concepts of his pieces necessitate those undigested lumps of explanation known as info-dumps. His language is precise rather than impressive even, sometimes, a little flat. Chiang, by contrast, is a much more traditional science-fiction writer. Link's success makes immediate, intuitive sense: she writes bravura experimental prose with a subverted fabular logic that sits well with today's genre-bending sentiment.
