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I never know how I'm going to feel about overtly 'feminist' writings; so much of my idea of 'feminism' seems to be different from what the word has become. I've always felt comfortable with the idea that people are different, genders can be different, but the lines can blur in all sorts of strange places and one set of chromosomes isn't better than the other.

I enjoyed the monologues, though they did make me feel vaguely uncomfortable in places; at times they were too personal, too sharp, for me to be able to approach them without getting stung. Regardless, though, I liked them for encompassing and celebrating the various sides of being feminine.

Glad I read it. Wouldn't mind seeing them performed.

Liked the book overall, but the writing just wasn't very tight in places. She had a really good opportunity to explore the concept of ilian, and just didn't - she opted for titillation over world-building. I'm not sure she really know where she wanted to take the book. I read the two follow-ups and was a bit disappointed; she had a fantastic idea but the story just got away from her. It would have benefited by being twice as long and twice as detailed. Oh well.

Not bad. Fun and fluffy. She gets a lot of southernisms right, which amuses me when it happens and incenses me when it doesn't. I'll keep going in the series because I've heard the books consistently get better as the series continues.

Oh, how lusciously dated this book has become, thanks to advancing PC technology. Greeley is a guilty pleasure for me. Never the greatest writer, but always a lovely sentimentalist, I keep coming back to his books even though I really don't understand why. This one I've reread a couple of times and boggled at how quickly his details dated it.

It's cyberpunk written by a priest. It's not quite punky and it's not quite religious. Yet I have a strange affection for it anyway. Perhaps I'm the one that needs medication.

This makes two books by Bujold that I just didn't like. I don't know if her main series about Miles is written like this, but the two outliers I've read have both been strident, with characters that can only be black or white, and nothing in between. I know I have friends that like Bujold's work, but this does not inspire enough confidence in me to give her another shot.

I heard so many people say "this book is not for everyone," and I feel guilty continuing those statements, but it's the truth. This book has some of the densest opening expository I've encountered in some time, but when I went back to reread it, I realized that Carey handled it as gracefully as it could have been done.

I considered the payoff well worth it; I've told many people since reading it that in this book, you will know when the setup ends and the action begins, because the moment the first domino falls is unmistakable.

None of the sequels totally lived up to the first book, but the fact that they came close is acceptable enough to me. Good for fans of lush historical fiction who are willing to stop and think their way through a book, not just digest it blindly.

My first experience with cyberpunk. I was hooked from the start; the starkly lyrical descriptions of meatspace and AI constructs were intensely fascinating to the geeky teenager I was in 1993 when I was handed this by the boy I dated at the time.

A classic of the genre. Period.

Best thing he ever did for me, really. I haven't talked to him in many, many years, but I still love me some cyberpunk.