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240 pages, Paperback
First published July 20, 2015

I found myself typing something to the effect that one possible strategy was to never give the reader the time to disbelieve. Start the story with a bang, I wrote. Have an elephant..."
But one of the progressions I've made is from being a depressed teenager who saw how powerless she was to change all the ills around her to being a mostly cheerful fifty-something who realizes there are all kinds of ways of working towards positive change. I am not as active in doing so as my conscience would have me be, but I am not at all passive, or powerless. And that's because I am not alone. I've learned I can trust that humans in general will strive to make things better for themselves and their communities. Not all of us. Not always in principled, loving, or respectful ways. Often the direct opposite, in fact. But we're all on the same spinning ball of dirt, trying to live as best we can.I found these words both wise and inspiring—and the stories in Falling in Love with Hominids, while very different in length, subject, tone and impact, all seem to embody this compassionate ideal.
—p.2
In Jamaican parlance, "soul case" refers to the human body.A brief but effective vignette.
—p.21
When I moved to Toronto from the Caribbean as a teenager, the winters were among the hardest things to get used to. More than three decades later, I still haven't quite managed it.A short one, about the possibility of escape.
—p.178
"I see the ways in which science fiction is too often used to confirm people's complacency, to reassure them that it's okay for them not to act, because they are not the lone superhero who will fix the world's ills. And yet, humanity as a whole is not satisfied with complacency."Many of Hopkinson's short stories are about ordinary people with ordinary lives that just go a little bit strange. They aren't imagination-stretchers like Rajaniemi or Egan; instead, they focus on the social issues that pervade our lives and will continue to do so.
"Never give the reader the time to disbelieve."In some cases, I think the brevity left the stories a little wanting. "A Young Candy Daughter" is a short "what if God walked amongst us" story, and without the time to fully develop the characters, even Hopkinson's version felt familiar. "Snow Day" was part of a CBC promotion, and while it does what it set out to do, it feels a bit forced and underdeveloped to me. However, stories like "A Raggy Dog, a Shaggy Dog" benefited from the limited space, leaving the impression of a story so creepily, gloriously odd that I have no words to describe it.
"As British as bangers and mash and white as a snowstorm.""Left Foot, Right" is a story of loss and forgiveness, and harnesses Jamaican folk myths in a way reminiscent of The Salt Roads. "Shift" is a retelling of The Tempest that invokes cultural traditions and themes of intolerance and racism, and will likely be more appreciated by people who actually remember the original play. "Message in a Bottle" is in some ways about the narrator's resistance and acceptance of change, both in terms of his own life, and the strange child he befriends. As he puts it,
"The one thing that really scares me about kids. This brave new world that Cecilia and I are trying to make for our son? For the generations to follow us? We won't know how to live in it."
The Change happened slowly…At some point it crossed my mind that the flashily overlit Honest Ed’s Discount Emporium seemed to have seamlessly metamorphosed into a store called Snappin’ Wizard’s Surplus and Salvage…but they were always bulldozing the old to replace it with something else…By the time I had to accept that I was no longer in Toronto and those weren’t just tall, skinny white people with dye jobs and contact lenses, it didn’t seem so remarkable. People changed and grew apart. As you aged, your body altered and became a stranger to you, and one day you woke up and realized that you were in a different country. It was just life. I hadn’t needed to travel to the Border; it’d come to me.