I would never run away like that,” said Roberta, who was supposed to be leaving the three of them alone in the kitchen but had come in to get a glass of water, and gloat.

I’m sorry, ma’am,” Dirrp said. “But it’s okay. She can talk. She can actually talk.” Dirrp pivoted, to speak into Patricia’s ear. “Show them. Show them!” I haven’t heard anyone answer the Endless Question before,” said a goshawk. “This is more fun than Question Time.” The only bright spots in Laurence’s life were ultraviolent PlayStation games, in which he vaporized thousands of imaginary opponents. But then Laurence found other games on the internet—puzzles that took him hours to figure out and MMOs, where Laurence waged intricate campaigns. Before long, Laurence was writing his own code.

Charlie Jane Anders

Ward, Timothy C. (January 22, 2016). "[Interview] Charlie Jane Anders on All the Birds in the Sky, Publishing and More". SF Signal. Archived from the original on December 2, 2022 . Retrieved April 6, 2017. The very short list of novels that dare to traffic as freely in the uncanny and wondrous as in big ideas—I think of masterpieces like The Lathe of Heaven; Cloud Atlas; Little, Big—has just been extended by one."—Michael Chabon My biggest fear about the apocalypse isn’t being eaten by cannibals,” a character says wryly. “It’s the fact that in every other postapocalyptic movie you see someone with an acoustic guitar by the campfire.” JadePhoenix13 on Reading The Wheel of Time: Taim Tells Lies and Rand Shares His Plan in Winter’s Heart (Part 3) 2 hours ago Pixieltd on Reading The Wheel of Time: Taim Tells Lies and Rand Shares His Plan in Winter’s Heart (Part 3) 1 hour ago

An exploration of the stories we tell ourselves about why we act the way we do… highly absorbing and enjoyable - 4 stars.” — SFX MagazineBerry, Michael (February 19, 2016). " All the Birds in the Sky, Version Control, Interior Darkness". San Francisco Chronicle . Retrieved April 10, 2017. A fairy tale and an adventure rolled into one, All the Birds in the Skyis a captivating novel that shows how science and magic can be two sides of the same coin.” — Nancy Hightower, Washington Post WHEN PATRICIA WAS six years old, she found a wounded bird. The sparrow thrashed on top of a pile of wet red leaves in the crook of two roots, waving its crushed wing. Crying, in a pitch almost too high for Patricia to hear. She looked into the sparrow’s eye, enveloped by a dark stripe, and she saw its fear. Not just fear, but also misery—as if this bird knew it would die soon. Patricia still didn’t understand how the life could just go out of someone’s body forever, but she could tell this bird was fighting against death with everything it had.