![]() ![]() Is Dietz really experiencing the war differently, or is it combat madness? Trying to untangle memory from mission brief and survive with sanity intact, Dietz is ready to become a hero-or maybe a villain in war it’s hard to tell the difference. And Dietz’s bad drops tell a story of the war that’s not at all what the corporate brass want the soldiers to think it is. Those who survive learn to stick to the mission brief-no matter what actually happens during combat.ĭietz, a fresh recruit in the infantry, begins to experience combat drops that don’t sync up with the platoon’s. Everyone is changed by what the corps must do in order to break them down into light. Kameron Hurleys The Light Brigade is a solid entry on the futility of war in the same vein as Starship Troopers, The Forever War, and Old Mans War. Grunts in the corporate corps get busted down into light to travel to and from interplanetary battlefronts. The Light Brigade: it’s what soldiers fighting the war against Mars call the ones who come back…different. ![]() They said the war would turn us into light. COREY, AUTHOR OF THE EXPANSEįrom the Hugo Award-winning author of The Stars Are Legion comes a science fiction thriller about a futuristic war. It’s the government that determines political priorities, and it’s easy to drag people along with you by tapping into that fear. The everyday person doesn’t want war, but it’s remarkably easy to convince them. That’s the death I want.Hurley is one of the most important voices in the field, and Light Brigade is some of her best work. Like People succumb to fear, no matter the government. I could give back something to this world instead of taking, taking, taking. I want my bleached bones scatted across my own land, broken and sucked clean of marrow, half buried in snow and finally, finally, covered over in loam and ground to dust by the passage of time, until I am broken into fragments, the pieces of my body returned to where they came. I want a death rattle, a final breath, a body intact that can then be torn apart by scavengers, riddled with worms, my limbs dragged off to feed some family of little foxes, my guts teeming with maggots, until I am nothing but a gooey collection of juices that feeds the fungi and the oak seedlings and the wild grasses. ![]() I want to find a cool place in the woods under some old oak tree and settle down there and die as the sun comes up. When I’m old and dying, wheezing my guts out, my organs failing, I want to walk out the front door of some old farmhouse on my own land, maybe forty, fifty hectares of it. But I’ve had a long time to sit with death, now. The hero doesn’t die, can’t die, because then the story ends. We shouldn’t spend it feeding somebody else’s cause.” That is the good death, the best death, and that is the death I wish not only for myself, but for you, too. I want to find a cool place in the woods under some old oak tree and settle down there and die as the sun comes up. “When I’m old and dying, wheezing my guts out, my organs failing, I want to walk out the front door of some old farmhouse on my own land, maybe forty, fifty hectares of it. A fascinating and brilliantly confusing journey that ultimately ends, as is appropriate. I could give back something to this world instead of taking, taking, taking. by Kameron Hurley RELEASE DATE: March 19, 2019. ![]() ![]()
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