The novella “A Psalm for the Wild-Built” is set at a point in the future after machines have become sentient. It follows a tea monk (think: roving tea barista x therapist) who is struggling with their life’s purpose when they meet a robot on a mission to learn what humans want.
At about the 3/4 mark, I was, ironically, not impressed with the novella, due to the lack of actual plot, or, dare I say, purpose. In the last quarter while the robot taught the tea monk (and the reader!) a lesson about their purpose, this rapidly shifted into one of my favorites. It’s a gentle sci-fi based reminder that as you are, you are a marvel, and that is more than enough.
Three words that describe this book: hopepunk, acceptance, queernorm
You might want to pick this book up if: you’re struggling with the hustle culture or just trying to find your place.
-Anonymous
