I'm having a private Anne McCaffrey festival today, since I'm simultaneously posting a review of her son's memoir of her, Dragonholder, over on Vulpes Libris. This post draws a line under the mini-series of podcast scripts about gentlemanly thrillers that ended here last week, and begins a new series on feminist science fiction. It also follows up … Continue reading Flying with the brain ships in Anne McCaffrey’s The Ship Who Sang →