Benjamin Rosenbaum

four and a half stars for the most brilliant and thought-provoking book i've read in a long time. a look at the far future on another planet, where gender is based on type not sexuality because body modification is so rampant, an individual having nine bodies (all conscious and independent) to coordinate is not unusual, family dynamics and social engagement are everything (with all the problems entailed), disease is unknown, and immortality is within sight. go now and read it, marvelling at how very much of the underpinnings have been completely thought through (and even more marvellously, realized on the page); it's exceedingly brilliant sociologically and also as a vivid story with real characters, and although the writer's choice is to throw the reader in at the deep end, the shock of the water does not last long, and everything goes err... swimmingly after the first few strokes.… (meer)

Rosenbaum, Benjamin. The Unraveling. Erewhon, 2020.
If science fiction has one persistent structural issue, it is exposition. How much information does a reader need to understand, say, life on a distant planet in the far future? Some writers, such as Kim Stanley Robinson, provide large infodumps that orient the reader but break the narrative flow. In The Unraveling, Benjamin Rosenbaum operates very differently. His approach is to require a reader to gather information about his narrative world inductively. The narrative thus proceeds without interruption, but it risks confusing some readers. This is especially true in The Unraveling, because Rosenbaum is at pains to put the trans in trans-human. Our protagonist, Fift, has five parents and three bodies in which Fift is simultaneously conscious. Gender is no longer divided into male and female, because one’s genitals and their associated plumbing are now a fashion choice, easily combined and changed. Gender is now divided into staid and vail, each with its own set of pronouns. Reproduction is now a group decision, and interactions between staid and vail genders is strictly limited by community secrets and taboos. Understanding how all this works (or doesn’t work) engages more of the reader’s attention than the plot. One hardly notices, for example, that buried somewhere in it is a rather good coming of age story. The only book to which I can compare The Unraveling is Ursula K. Le Guin’s The Dispossessed. That is rarified company for a novel to share. It’s worth the work. 4 strong stars.… (meer)