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Ender's Game, as I remember, was the first adult novel I ever read, around the age of 13 (Jurassic Park being the second). As such, I've held a pretty strong loyalty to it throughout the years. I've read and re-read it, and it never gets old.
Speaker For The Dead was arguably better. Perhaps Ender's interactions with the central family were rather corny, but they resonated with me none the less. Card made an honest attempt at creating a truly alien race with the piggies, and along with that came some heart-breaking moments.
Lost Boys was a ghost story about, of all things, a Mormon family. Essentially, the story was about the search for the security. A family of good people trying to find a safe place in a hostile world. Gripping, with a punch-you-in-the-guts ending.
I've heard Card's work derided as trite. I disagree. Since when does Joycean-obscurity equal depth and truth? |
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