Eleanor Arnason nudges both human and natural history around so gently in this tale that you hardly know you're not in the world-as-we-know-it until you're quite at home in a North Dakota where you've never been before, listening to your grandmother tell you the world.”—Ursula K. Le Guin
“Eleanor Arnason's wise and engaging stories make you question the things you take for granted. How we love, how we fight, how we live.”—Maureen McHugh, Winner of the James Tiptree Jr. and Hugo Awards
“Arnason doesn’t write about peace, the unreachable stasis. She writes about reconciliation: and art, a process, an intricate and never-ending dance. A literature of reconciliation, a celebration of this other ancient preoccupation of humanity, is a truly exciting development in our genre. It takes feminist SF out of the ghetto, out of the realm of reaction and reproach, into the real world.”—Gwyenth Jones, Winner of the James Tiptree Jr. and Philip K. Dick Awards
“Arnason…refuses to write within the neat, confining boundaries of genre expectation, and in part because her fearless exploration of difficult political and social issues makes some editors and readers uneasy… Her work exploring gender, and particularly its intersection with politics, stands comparison with that of such better-known writers as Le Guin, Suzy McKee Charnas and Sheri Tepper.” —Michael D. Levy, Professor of English Literature, University of Wisconsin-Stout