Klara and the Sun

I read a very sadly sweet near-future-sci-fi book, very much in the vein of Bradbury, called “Klara And The Sun,” by Kazuo Ishiguro. It very credibly tells an agonizingly familiar human story, from the perspective of a inescapably inhuman android protagonist - by seeing the world through her eyes, you also learn who she is, and what her experience of consciousness is - you in fact are offered a precious insight into the nature of artificial consciousness that no one else in the book is quite properly aware of.

The Unwomanly Face of War: An Oral History of Women in World War II. Non-fiction. Harrowing. Was inspired to read it after seeing Beanpole. Also really enjoyed Klara and the Sun.