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Babel-17/Empire Star Nebula Award Winner [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  Delany, Samuel R.
  • Author:  Delany, Samuel R.
  • ISBN-10:  0375706690
  • ISBN-10:  0375706690
  • ISBN-13:  9780375706691
  • ISBN-13:  9780375706691
  • Publisher:  Vintage
  • Publisher:  Vintage
  • Pages:  336
  • Pages:  336
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Mar-2002
  • Pub Date:  01-Mar-2002
  • SKU:  0375706690-11-SPLV
  • SKU:  0375706690-11-SPLV
  • Item ID: 100049052
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Author of the bestsellingDhalgrenand winner of four Nebulas and one Hugo, Samuel R. Delany is one of the most acclaimed writers of speculative fiction.

Babel-17,winner of the Nebula Award for best novel of the year, is a fascinating tale of a famous poet bent on deciphering a secret language that is the key to the enemy’s deadly force, a task that requires she travel with a splendidly improbable crew to the site of the next attack. For the first time,Babel-17is published as the author intended with the short novelEmpire Star, the tale of Comet Jo, a simple-minded teen thrust into a complex galaxy when he’s entrusted to carry a vital message to a distant world. Spellbinding and smart, both novels are testimony to Delany’s vast and singular talent.“The most interesting writer of science fiction writing in English today.”–The New York Times Book Review
Samuel R. Delany was born and raised in Harlem, where he still lives. He is a professor of English and Creative Writing at Temple University in Philadelphia.1

It's a port city.

Here fumes rust the sky, the General thought. Industrial gases flushed the evening with oranges, salmons, purples with too much red. West, ascending and descending transports, shuttling cargoes to stellarcenters and satellites, lacerated the clouds. It's a rotten poor city too, thought the General, turning the corner by the garbage-strewn curb.

Since the Invasion six ruinous embargoes for months apiece had strangled this city whose lifeline must pulse with interstellar commerce to survive. Sequestered, how could this city exist? Six times in twenty years he'd asked himself that. Answer? It couldn't.

Panics, riots, burnings, twice cannibalism--

The General looked from the silhouetted loading-towers that jutted behind the rickety monorail to the grimy buildings. The streets were smaller here, cluttered with Transport workers, llƒÀ
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