Clarke Award Finalists 1993

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1993: Durham Coalfield closes, ending seven centuries of mining coal there, the Chunnel is traversed by its first high speed train, and the Labour Party begins the arduous task of becoming the Conservative Party.

Poll #32979 Clarke Award Finalists 1993

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Which 1993 Clarke Award Finalists Have You Read?

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Body of Glass (variant of He, She and It) by Marge Piercy
7 (11.1%)

Red Mars by Kim Stanley Robinson
35 (55.6%)

Correspondence by Sue Thomas
0 (0.0%)

Destroying Angel by Richard Paul Russo
2 (3.2%)

Doomsday Book by Connie Willis
47 (74.6%)

Hearts, Hands and Voices by Ian McDonald
4 (6.3%)

Lost Futures by Lisa Tuttle
2 (3.2%)

Stations of the Tide by Michael Swanwick
25 (39.7%)

Bold for have read, italic for intend to read, underline for never heard of it.

Which 1993 Clarke Award Finalists Have You Read?
Body of Glass (variant of He, She and It) by Marge Piercy
Red Mars by Kim Stanley Robinson
Correspondence by Sue Thomas
Destroying Angel by Richard Paul Russo
Doomsday Book by Connie Willis
Hearts, Hands and Voices by Ian McDonald
Lost Futures by Lisa Tuttle
Stations of the Tide by Michael Swanwick

Comments

[bolindbergh]

Doomsday Book was kind of meh, but Stations of the Tide was excellent (particularly the part of the climax that interrupted the villain mid-rant).

[mikeda]

Still none.

(I looked at a list of nominees, and assuming it was accurate and I didn't miss something, the first Clarke Award nominee that I actually read is from 2014).

[oh6]

I skimmed Doomsday Book but didn't really read it. I had heard of Red Mars but was probably deterred by the page count.

[(Anonymous)]

I’m tempted to reread Stations, but not Red Mars nor Doomsday.

I’ve too many books to read that were published this decade to think about adding books that are more than 30 years old.

I guess that I’m more interested in discovering something new, than rediscovering something old…

Unless it’s Saint Ursula.
I reread her works like they’re Scripture.

(Grumpily waves his cane at Mount Tsundoku)