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Stephen is a playwright and author of The Marriage of True Minds and A Transcendental Journey.

Ten Greatest Science Fiction Novels

By greatest, I suppose I mean the highest achievement in both imaginative scope and literary execution. If you prefer, you could replace the word greatest with favorite and you would still be accurate. 

Here are my choices: 

Childhood’s End – Arthur Clarke

Dune – Frank Herbert

Stranger in a Strange Land  - Robert Heinlein

A Canticle for Leibowitz – Walter M. Miller Jr.

20,000 Leagues under the Sea – Jules Verne

City - Clifford D. Simak

Dhalgren – Samuel R. Delaney

The Left Hand of Darkness – Ursula LeGuin

The End of Eternity  – Isaac Azimov

 To Your Scattered Bodies Go – Phillip Jose Farmer

 

Note: I have included only books I have read (usually many times). I have arbitrarily excluded such excellent series as the Lensman series by E.E. Doc Smith, the Foundation series by Isaac Asimov, and the Space Trilogy by C. S. Lewis, though I have included the first book of the Riverworld series because I feel it can stand alone. I have also excluded excellent novels that I consider primarily social critiques such as Slaughterhouse-5, 1984,  Fahrenheit 451, A Clockwork Orange, and books I considered primarily fantasy. I have also generally excluded linked stories – though you could argue both City and Childhood’s End would qualify (I don’t). 

 

So that's my list. What's yours? If you don't have one, this may be a good place to start exploring.

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Dream-power

Doubt not, O poet, but persist. Say, 'It is in me, and shall out.' Stand there, baulked and dumb, stuttering and stammering, hissed and hooted, stand and strive, until, at last, rage draw out of thee that dream-power which every night shows thee is thine own; a power transcending all limit and privacy, and by virtue of which a man is the conductor of the whole river of electricity. Nothing walks, or creeps, or grows, or exists, which must not in turn arise and walk before him as exponent of his meaning. Comes he to that power, his genius is no longer exhaustible. 

Ralph Waldo Emerson

The Poet

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O Frabjous Week!

This is a landmark week, the first since I published A Transcendental Journey where I sold at least one copy of each of my books. 

Thank you, kind and gentle reader(s)!

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Rosy Cole
Sounds as though ye mome raths really did outgrabe. Many rapturations! In the words of the song: 'This could be the start of some... Read More
Friday, 08 August 2014 09:13
Stephen Evans
I suspect it's like a comet passing by, not to be seen again this century ... Read More
Friday, 08 August 2014 15:47
Katherine Gregor
May you have many more weeks like that!
Saturday, 09 August 2014 06:57
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It's Time

for the Timeless.

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Rosy Cole
No, honestly, Steve, you don't need to leave quite so soon. Hope it wasn't something we said. Have another beer. Eternity can wai... Read More
Friday, 01 August 2014 18:55
Stephen Evans
I don't drink. But maybe another doughnut.
Friday, 01 August 2014 19:21
Katherine Gregor
Thank you, both of you, for making me laugh out loud.
Saturday, 02 August 2014 17:19
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