I finished the core Ancillary Noun trilogy of Anne Leckie’s Imperial Radch series. I couldn’t get enough of the space opera coziness, and immediately dipped into Translation State, another novel set in the same universe.

Translation State was a delightful read: the stakes are simultaneously personal and galaxy-spanning; the core dilemma is a body horror that evokes aspects of puberty and transition. Cannibalistic kindergartners, biological essentialism, and serialized television drama, oh my.