End of semester rush. Trying to finish philosophy book on consciousness. All is compressed. But: did find time to discover and buy and read a new edition of “Roadside Picnic,” which is out on Chicago Review Press in a very nice paperback, with an introduction by Le Guin and a fine afterword by Boris Strugatsky and — most importantly — a new translation in between. If you’ve not read — nor even heard — of “Roadside Picnic,” you must go read this edition. It’s a milestone of SF.
