Reminds me of how I felt reading Kim Stanley Robinson last year. Robinson creates a homeless-by-choice scientist (Frank) in his Washington DC climate trilogy: F

Reminds me of how I felt reading Kim Stanley Robinson last year. Robinson creates a homeless-by-choice scientist (Frank) in his Washington DC climate trilogy: Forty Days of Rain, Fifty..., Sixty... Frank lives in a little tent high up in a tree in the city park and joins a gym for the showers. He meets up with dumpster-diving Freegans and traditional homeless people. Well, I won't go into the whole story, of course. But I think Robinson did a good job of making Frank a sympathetic character I rooted for. I kind of wondered, though, about the author himself showing off an a ability to write about "underground" living.