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The Moment of the Storm - A little long and takes a while for the pieces to line up but evocative and gets at what I think is one of the most fascinating SF premises: the idea of kicking the can down the road in terms of settling down for a better life through the use of cryosleep.

This is the oldest story I know of that plays with this concept, and it has led to many modern stories I love.

This Mortal Mountain -A Free Solo-esque obsessive mountain climber scales an immense, alien mountain.

Outstanding. These kinds of adventure stories don't normally hold truck with me but this is probably the best of its kind that I've ever read. Dense with metaphor (Dante's Divine Comedy, I think? Ironic because I'm starting it soon) and vivid in its climb. Really fucking good.

The Keys To December - I go fucking CRAZY for stories with quasi-immortal characters who see incalculable scope of time unfurl, watch species evolve, watch the glaciers make the world over. This is definitely one of the best stories in that niche.

The Doors of His Face, the Lamps of His Mouth (the title story) - I HATED my first Zelazny. This reads like an entirely different writer. There's no trace of the snark that I hated from A Night in Lonesome October. The extent to which the writing resembles the cadence and structure of a poem is astonishing, and now I think I know why Delany thought Zelazny was worthy of intense study.

Anyway, SF Moby Dick

I was looking at this book for a booktube video and before I know it I,m rereading it. Zelazny's prose is just gorgeous and it's always worth another read.