A Psalm for the Wild-Built

I wasn't a fan of most of the book but I think it redeemed itself for me in the last chapter. The optimistic solarpunk vibes felt bland and the whole “artificial consciousness came and went and no one cared” felt convenient and unrealistic. The naivety of both characters felt ... convenient and unrealistic.

All that said, the question of whether animals, plants, objects, robots are fundamentally or meaningfully different from each other, and whether purpose is important pushes back gently on the simplicity of the utopian vision. I found this part interesting, but wish the characters had been more willing to really get into it!