A review by pharebear
Children of the Mind by Orson Scott Card

4.0

“We all have a little bit of varelse in us. And a little bit of raman.”

This review will be more of my reflection on the series as a whole than CotM itself, though I will include some thoughts on this book.

This book wrapped up many plot lines and characters, some better than others. I am still finding characters I absolutely loathe, which is tradition at this point.

I had no idea where this story was going to go when I read Ender’s Game and I am still surprised at how far it came. Books 2-4 are so different compared to the first, but I was so attached to Ender (maybe that’s the philotes) and interested in seeing where it went that I knew I would love the series as a whole.

I read this series extremely fast and essentially as one book opposed to four individual books, which is definitely influencing my rating and thoughts about each. As a whole, this story was interesting, exciting, and felt mostly complete when I was through with it.

I really enjoyed every book of this series, which I know can’t be said for everyone who read books 3 and 4. Either way, I relished many reflections this series caused me to have. What does it mean to be human? What does it mean to be sentient? What does it mean to be alive? Do humans have the right to decide when a species is sentient or dangerous and at what point is it us or them? Many other questions constantly passing through my mind as I read these books. I haven’t had a series take such a toll on my thoughts as this one in a while, which made it so much more enjoyable for me personally.

I fully plan to read the late addition, Ender in Exile. As well as Bean’s spinoff. For now, my time in Ender’s world is at an end. And what an unanticipated and congenial world this story built.