Ender’s Game by Orson Scott Card (1985)
I’m Ender Wiggin’ Out.
Despite this novel’s glaring failings, I did still enjoy it to a certain extent. Will I be rushing to order the remaining Ender volumes on amazon? No, but I wasn’t planning on it anyway. I typically read science fiction in between more mentally taxing novels. Ender’s Game is a novel that had been recommended to me a dozen times by a dozen friends of mine who know that I like science fiction. Well, I finally read it, and now I can move on. Continue reading
the self-hating hipster 