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A review by ratgrrrl
Single-Bit Error by Leonard Richardson, Ken Liu, Sumana Harihareswara
5.0
I read Single-Bit Error after seeing that it was, I believe incorrectly Referenced as "response" Hell is the Absence of God by Ted Chiang on Hell's Wikipedia Page. It was inspired in part by that story and Liu even reached out to Chiang to ensure his story was OK to publish. This is an incredibly thoughtful and charming action, despite the stories being so very different beyond the themes of reconciling faith and the inclusion of angels.
It was originally published in ThoughtCrime: https://thoughtcrime.crummy.com/2009/Error.html
There is a different edit that appears more to be in its format than anything else on Liu's website:
https://kenliu.name/stories/single-bit-error/
This is a story I read twice for the first time tonight. The first time was breathtaking, but for every sense. The second time I was sobbing from about halfway through to the end and sporadically afterwards.
Liu writes in such a beautifully poignant manner that reading it is an ecstacy and/ or an agony from which my brain can't compute. I am left hollowed out his words and barely able to think. I literally don't know what else to say.
I lack the capacity to do this story any justice in reviewing or critiquing it, and, frankly, I see this as art in such a pure and affecting sense that I am disinclined to even try. However, I absolutely do recommend it and believe this is one of those stories that will stay with me for the rest of my life. This is also how I feel about another of Liu's stories, The Paper Menagerie.
It was originally published in ThoughtCrime: https://thoughtcrime.crummy.com/2009/Error.html
There is a different edit that appears more to be in its format than anything else on Liu's website:
https://kenliu.name/stories/single-bit-error/
This is a story I read twice for the first time tonight. The first time was breathtaking, but for every sense. The second time I was sobbing from about halfway through to the end and sporadically afterwards.
Liu writes in such a beautifully poignant manner that reading it is an ecstacy and/ or an agony from which my brain can't compute. I am left hollowed out his words and barely able to think. I literally don't know what else to say.
I lack the capacity to do this story any justice in reviewing or critiquing it, and, frankly, I see this as art in such a pure and affecting sense that I am disinclined to even try. However, I absolutely do recommend it and believe this is one of those stories that will stay with me for the rest of my life. This is also how I feel about another of Liu's stories, The Paper Menagerie.