Status Updates From Fortress Sol

Chapters 26-30:

Theories, and hands, and overwhelming realisations. And theories. And some more talking about which hand he uses. And more feeling about being overwhelmed.

Did I mention that they have a lot of theories about the universe?

Chapters 21-25:

Much to everyone’s (aka my own) shock, things have been spiced up.

We still are talking about the same stuff, discussing theories and talking about whether he is reaching with his prosthetic or flesh hand, but something interesting has come into the fray.

Chapters 16-20:

Took us 50% to get an explanation on something crucial. Not sure why we had to dodge an explanation for so long.

And we are slowly developing a plot. Finally.

Chapters 11-15:

I’m still learning the purpose of this book. Which is frustrating.

Also why do we have to keep pointing out Rab has a prosthetic hand? We’ve known this from the beginning, but it’s brought up whenever anyone comes in contact with it. Bit unnecessary imo

Chapters 6-10:

Slightly more interesting. The best part is just seeing how both sides of the story have lived in space, and their individual intricacies.

The actual storyline.. maybe we just haven’t gotten there yet.

Chapters 1-5:

Project Hail Mary had me in a space mood, and this was on my list. Why? Idk.

It’s not boring, but it hasn’t hooked me. But it seems short so I’m not too bothered.

Interesting premise...some slow-moving parts and repetition. Ironic that, to prevent an alien invasion, humans basically destroyed their own solar system anyways.

Humans think in very narrow categories. They assumed that the rest of the universe was like them ...

‘After millennia of human despoliation. At the very least – tens of millennia if you want to go back to the beginning of farming, and the forest clearings, the stone-tool users who inflicted the first mass extinctions—’

there will always be subversion ...

Just about every political system humans ever devised was about control by a central few, generally with the use of monstrous lies. Look up religions – it took generations of geniuses like Kepler to start cutting through all that hierarchy of controlling untruth. The maturing of political science, and the development of a truly rational, truly fair form of democracy, didn’t happen until it was born on the Moon ...

There was no reason why people had to drive every extraction opportunity to its limit.

A slow, archaic cycle, like the breathing of a very old person. Archaic, and yet imposed on peoples and colonies who had otherwise lost touch with the home world – who, perhaps, had otherwise forgotten about their origins altogether. A kind of institutional memory.