The Galaxy, and the Ground Within

This is a very 2020 book – about what happens when an external temporary disaster stops your daily routine, sets back your to-do list and forces you to reflect about your priorities. This is also a very Becky Chambers book – each main character belongs to a separate alien species and one that was not well-fleshed out in the previous books – each species is intricately developed in physiology, cultural norms around gender, living style, values, etc. And each character is carefully developed within that species.

Like Chambers' other works there isn't much plot there. Instead, the book really focuses on character development. Most of the book is spent on each character's own reflective practice and their pairwise relationship developments. Beyond that, the book is largely an exploration about family and parenting - why and how each character does or doesn't engage in different types of family relationships. Chambers wrote in interviews that she was strongly influenced by Le Guin and it shows here – very strong world building and a lot of contemplation about how speculative fiction to open a window into the choices we make in the real world without considering them.

Also, basically Come From Away, but with aliens and no music.

A few adorable snippets: a child's rock collection is all dressed up as a natural history museum; an entire conversation about how dumb humans are for eating cheese (there are no humans in this book, which I found a great choice that really allowed for larger cultural exploration), zillions of baked goods and a bath house so epic it needed foreshadowing

This is heralded as the last Wayfarers book, but like the others it's a standalone novel that can be appreciated on its own (although there is a nice little string of connection back to the first one). I think the thing I like most about Becky Chambers's books is that they are nice. It's a word that is too often used as a sneer or a substitute for cloying and twee, but it's the apposite word for the way she shows us the best versions of ourselves, with love, principles and courage as the cardinal virtues. It can be seen in the climax here, where people* who didn't previously know each other rally around and work with each other to resolve a crisis, despite fundamental disagreements between some of them. A great deal of the book is simply these characters, thrown together and stuck with each other by circumstance (I wonder if it is a lockdown novel?), chatting and getting to know each other. There's no villain, there's no fate of civilisation resting on the outcome (the stakes at the climax, while very high, are strictly local), just some lovely character building stuff that also manages to touch on gender politics, the notion of a just war, love across cultural divides and societal expectations of motherhood. Chambers is very good at describing a range of alien physiologies, but if I had one quibble it'd be that maybe she's not quite so successful at getting across alien psychologies - for all their different body types and cultural backgrounds, the interior life of these characters is something humans can identify with. But I suppose it's a paradox that a human can't ever convincingly portray an alien way of thought because we simply don't have the mental equipment or headspace to do it without human terms of reference. I'll leave that to the exopsychologists, and just say this is a great book.

*aliens, but you know what I mean. There aren't any humans in this book, which seems only fair after the last one was pretty much exclusively human based iirc.