READ/WRITE [Episode 4] – True Journey is Return

READ/WRITE [Episode 4] – True Journey is Return Welcome to episode 4 of READ/WRITE, the book club podcast. This week, host Sam, co-host Brendan, and guest, Lucas, discuss the conclusion of The Dispossessed, by Ursula k. Le Guine. We talk about the effect of strong alcohol on the unprepared, peer-pressure, and whether our guesses from […]

Input/Output [Episode 3] – I Hate Coffee Cups

Welcome to INPUT/OUTPUT, a podcast where Sam and Brendan have a stream of consciousness chat about whatever’s been interesting them that week. This episode we talk about webcomic, The White Board; crazy 90’s TV show,  Art Attack; fake coffee cups, and Hellboy. Normally we alternate weeks between READ/WRITE and INPUT/OUTPUT, but this week is the Easter […]

INPUT/OUTPUT [Episode 2] – Human Recipes

Welcome to INPUT/OUTPUT, a podcast where Sam and Brendan have a stream of consciousness chat about whatever’s been interesting them that week. This week we talk about AIs cooking humans, Final Fantasy, and outer space (plus lots more). Normally we alternate weeks between READ/WRITE and INPUT/OUTPUT, but next week is the Easter weekend, which means […]

Monument to Memory

Icy spray struck Haldor’s face as he looked up at the sails. Beside him, Jutta looked on with equal awe. The longship sat, suspended on plinths of concrete and steel. Though the oars no longer moved, they could both hear the crashing waves echo in their memory. The ocean beat against the shore behind them, […]

Let the Photons Fill Your Sails

In Revenger, author Alastair Reynolds takes the reader to a time and place where sail ships plying the trade winds link scattered islands of humanity, and sailors search for buried treasure and adventure. This is a world where things are measured in spans and leagues, travel takes weeks or months between settlements. And all of […]

Rising Tide

The cliffs howled above Daniel, and an icy wind cut through the fabric of his sweater. The rising tide lapped around his ankles and, despite the heavy rubber boots, a chill crept through there as well. It was strange, seeing the sheer, stone face from this angle having looked down on this spot so many […]