There’s an engaging conversation in Nature this week with four science-fiction writers who concentrate on the life-sciences in their writing:
I have this tremendous block about sci-fi. I have dabbled on the fringes and read Neal Stephenson and Iain Banks like everyone else, but virtually no classic sci-fi. Genre fiction intimidates me, I think, because it has its own rules and hierarchies. The other part of my block is self-preservation in the face of gateway drugs: because I’m fascinated by the communication of scientific ideas, I feel like indulging in a sci-fi reading habit would just be the end of it all and I’d never read anything else.
But perhaps that’s a cop-out? I’ve got a whole list of recommendations from various sources. I just need to start, I guess.