Not that William Gibson

I sometimes find myself amused at the errors of recommendation systems. I worked for a streaming music company for several years, and music services are NOTHING but recommendation systems. Heck, walk into a record store or turn on an FM radio and those entities are recommending you listen to music or pick up music. And it’s easy to get wrong. So when I got an email about “New deals from an author you follow” with a subsection entitled “Top William Gibson books for you” I am more than willing to take a look. Here’s a screenshot of the email. Well, I do love Virtual Light, quite a lot. I’ve not heard of #cyberpunkNOW and the Dystopian Moment: The London Reader, Volume One, and may check it out. But the third book: Letters to My Son, Vol. 1 is unfamiliar to me. It’s from 1917: Here’s the entry for the book on the Forgotten Books (publisher) website. There’s plenty of foult to go around here. The publisher appears to be doing work to make older work easily available on digital platforms,…