Imagination runs out. But it makes sense, right? We probably just imagine things based on what we already know, and we run… — Robin Sloan Copy Share Image
When we talk about novels, we don't often talk about imagination. Why not? Does it seem too first grade? In reviews, you… — Robin Sloan Copy Share Image
“He's like a storybook spirit, a little djinn or something, except instead of air or water his element is imagination.” — Robin Sloan Copy Share Image
“Have you ever played Maximum Happy Imagination?" "Sounds like a Japanese game show." Kat straightens her shoulders. "Okay, we're going to play.… — Robin Sloan Copy Share Image
“But it will make mistakes," she says. "Hadoop will probably get us from a hundred thousand buildings down to, like, five thousand." "So we're… — Robin Sloan Copy Share Image
You can go as far back as fifth grade, and you will find me tinkering with media and computers, making things that are a… — Robin Sloan Copy Share Image
He has the strangest expression on his face- the emotional equivalent of 404 PAGE NOT FOUND. — Robin Sloan Copy Share Image
“Baking, by contrast, was solving the same problem over and over again, because every time, the solution was consumed. I mean, really: chewed and… — Robin Sloan Copy Share Image
“I tell him, and I write it down as I go. It makes me feel better, as if the weirdness is flowing out of… — Robin Sloan Copy Share Image
There's just no escaping it: The half-life of media on the Internet is super short. Tweets flow and fade; pages that look great today… — Robin Sloan Copy Share Image
Imagination runs out. But it makes sense, right? We probably just imagine things based on what we already know, and we run out of… — Robin Sloan Copy Share Image
“My limbic system has grown accustomed to a certain (very low) level of human (female) contact. With her standing right next to me, her… — Robin Sloan Copy Share Image
“The shelves were packed close together, and it felt like I was standing at the border of a forest--not a friendly Californian forest, either,… — Robin Sloan Copy Share Image
“How was New York?' Ashley asks politely. I'm not sure how to respond. Something like: Well, the mustachioed master of the secret library is… — Robin Sloan Copy Share Image
We range widely, we readers of fiction, but I think we all need a home. Mine is science fiction. It's my home shelf, my… — Robin Sloan Copy Share Image
“Neel cuts in: "Where'd you grow up?" "Palo Alto," she says. From there to Stanford to Google: for a girl obsessed with the outer… — Robin Sloan Copy Share Image
