Growing up, I read Tanith Lee’s “Drinking Sapphire
Wine” over and over again, until I heard its technolovechild slang in my
sleep.
Wine” over and over again, until I heard its technolovechild slang in my
sleep.
This is the cover of the paperback I
have.
The books are told from the
hero/heroine’s perspective – she is predominantly female, but life in this world
is predominantly boring, and “teenagers” ( the younger generation, known
collectively as “Jang”) can change their gender and their bodies as easily as
shopping for shoes.
This review from
1977 can tell you
more.
Don’t bite the sun. Don’t
struggle against your fate, your elders, your robot caretakers, your
well-planned, deliberately meaningless life.