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Kay Kenyon, noted for her science fiction world-building, has in this new series created her most vivid and compelling society, the Universe Entire. In a land-locked galaxy that tunnels through our own, the Entire is a bizarre and seductive mix of long-lived quasi-human and alien beings gathered under a sky of fire, called the bright. A land of wonders, the Entire is sustained by monumental storm walls and an exotic, never-ending river. Over all, the elegant and cruel Tarig rule...
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Overview

Kay Kenyon, noted for her science fiction world-building, has in this new series created her most vivid and compelling society, the Universe Entire. In a land-locked galaxy that tunnels through our own, the Entire is a bizarre and seductive mix of long-lived quasi-human and alien beings gathered under a sky of fire, called the bright. A land of wonders, the Entire is sustained by monumental storm walls and an exotic, never-ending river. Over all, the elegant and cruel Tarig rule supreme.

Into this rich milieu is thrust Titus Quinn, former star pilot, bereft of his beloved wife and daughter who are assumed dead by everyone on earth except Quinn. Believing them trapped in a parallel universe-one where he himself may have been imprisoned-he returns to the Entire without resources, language, or his memories of that former life. He is assisted by Anzi, a woman of the Chalin people, a Chinese culture copied from our own universe and transformed by the kingdom of the bright. Learning of his daughter's dreadful slavery, Quinn swears to free her. To do so, he must cross the unimaginable distances of the Entire in disguise, for the Tarig are lying in wait for him. As Quinn's memories return, he discovers why. Quinn's goal is to penetrate the exotic culture of the Entire-to the heart of Tarig power, the fabulous city of the Ascendancy, to steal the key to his family's redemption.

But will his daughter and wife welcome rescue? Ten years of brutality have forced compromises on everyone. What Quinn will learn to his dismay is what his own choices were, long ago, in the Universe Entire. He will also discover why a fearful multiverse destiny is converging on him and what he must sacrifice to oppose the coming storm.

This is high-concept SF written on the scale of Philip Jose Farmer's Riverworld, Roger Zelazny's Amber Chronicles, and Dan Dimmons's Hyperion.

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Jeff VanderMeer
…a splendid fantasy quest as compelling as anything by Stephen R. Donaldson, Philip Jose Farmer or, yes, J. R. R. Tolkien…It's rare to recommend a novel whose first 75 pages are so banal, but then perhaps that's the point. Once in The Bright, you can actually feel the grasses and smell the smoke from the trains and experience great wonder in the cities of this impossible yet beautiful universe.
—The Washington Post
Publishers Weekly
At the start of this riveting launch of a new far-future SF series from Kenyon (Tropic of Creation), a disastrous mishap during interstellar space travel catapults pilot Titus Quinn with his wife, Johanna Arlis, and nine-year-old daughter, Sydney, into a parallel universe called the Entire. Titus makes it back to this dimension, his hair turned white, his memory gone, his family presumed dead and his reputation ruined with the corporation that employed him. The corporation (in search of radical space travel methods) sends Titus (in search of Johanna and Sydney) back through the space-time warp. There, he gradually, painfully regains knowledge of its rulers, the cruel, alien Tarig; its subordinate, Chinese-inspired humanoid population, the Chalin; and his daughter's enslavement. Titus's transformative odyssey to reclaim Sydney reveals a Tarig plan whose ramifications will be felt far beyond his immediate family. Kenyon's deft prose, high-stakes suspense and skilled, thorough world building will have readers anxious for the next installment. (Apr.) Copyright 2007 Reed Business Information.
Library Journal

A parallel universe has been discovered, and Titus Quinn's wife and daughter are lost somewhere within it. Determined to get them back, the former star pilot crosses into the universe of the Entire, a culture that resembles an alternate version of China—and discovers that retrieving his family is not as easy as he had thought in a world ruled by an alien race seeking to conquer Quinn's reality. The author of The Seeds of Timeimagines a dystopic version of our own world. Reminiscent of the groundbreaking novels of Philip K. Dick, Philip Jose Farmer, and Dan Simmons, her latest volume belongs in most libraries.
—Jackie Cassada

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781591025412
  • Publisher: Prometheus Books
  • Publication date: 4/28/2007
  • Series: Entire and the Rose Series , #1
  • Pages: 453
  • Product dimensions: 6.24 (w) x 9.27 (h) x 1.22 (d)

Meet the Author

Kay Kenyon, nominated for the Philip K. Dick and the John W. Campbell awards, began her writing career (in Duluth, Minnesota) as a copywriter for radio and TV. She kept up her interest in writing through careers in marketing and urban planning, and published her first novel, The Seeds of Time, in 1997. She is the author of eight sf/f novels including Bright of the Sky and A World Too Near. Recent short stories appeared in Fast Forward 2 and the Solaris Book of New Science Fiction, Vol. Two. Her work has been translated into French, Russian, and Czech. When not writing, she encourages newcomers to the field through workshops, a writing e-newsletter, and a conference in eastern Washington State, Write on the River, of which she is president. She lives in Wenatchee, WA with her husband. Visit her online at www.kaykenyon.com.
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BRIGHT OF THE SKY


By KAY KENYON
Prometheus Books
Copyright © 2007

Kay Kenyon
All right reserved.



ISBN: 978-1-59102-541-2



Chapter One Marcus Sund came awake all at once. "Lights," he said.

The cabin remained dark. "Lights," he repeated, louder this time, but with the same result. He sat up. The station hummed with life support-the ProFabber engines churned in their colossal duties-but something was missing from that profound vibration.

He dressed hurriedly, toggling the operations deck as he yanked his shirt on. "Report."

"Sir, we have some minor failures in noncritical functions. We're on it."

Marcus left his cabin and hurried down the corridor. The lights browned and surged back again. The station exec knew his rig, down to the last bolt and data structure, and therefore he could feel through the soles of his feet that the hum was wrong, the vibration of the carbon polysteel deck plates a few cycles off. That worried him far more than the flickering lights.

The station's military-grade ProFabber engines simultaneously churned out artificial gravity and monitored the Kardashev tunnel, calming it for company business-the business of interstellar travel. With such critical functions, the engines were under the control of the on-station machine sapient. Thus, if engine performance fell even slightly, and if the system hadn't alerted Marcus Sund by now, that meant the mSap-the station's sole machine sapient-was not paying attention. It was unthinkable that the machine sapient was not paying attention.

They were far from home. The Appian II space platform orbited a stellarmass black hole, stabilizing it. From their position deep in the Sagittarius arm of the Milky Way near the Eagle nebula, the Earth's sun appeared as a mere dot in the constellation Taurus. Even with Kardashev tunnel transport, the Appian II depended utterly on the station and the twenty-third century AI that ran it. The platform contained living quarters for 103 crew, an advanced research laboratory, and Marcus Sund's entire career.

* * *

As Marcus approached station ops, twenty-year-old Helice Maki met him in the corridor. Six years ago she had been the youngest graduate in the history of the Stanford sapience engineering program, a fact that she mentioned with annoying frequency. He didn't like her, but he needed her now. By the expression on her face, she felt it too-that something was wrong.

"I'm going in," she said, nodding at the Deep Room, site of the interface with the quantum sapient.

"Go," he said. The sapient had better not be in trouble, but if it was, Helice Maki could deal with it.

With a sickening blare, the klaxons burst to life. As Helice disappeared into the Deep Room, Marcus rushed to the operations suite a few doors down. Here, tenders were on task, deadly serious. The deputy exec reported that in the last two minutes, the ProFabber engines had powered down to maintenance level, abandoning the K-tunnel. It could hardly be worse news, not because the tunnel had to work, but because the mSap had to. They were dead without it.

"Lock out the mSap from expert systems," Marcus ordered. He had to nod at his deputy to reinforce the order. They were isolating themselves from their central computation resource, a logic device with perhaps limitless capabilities. Now they must fall back on the workhorse savants-simple tronic computers, wickedly fast, duller than stumps. The K-tunnel as a transport route was off-limits for now, but they could clean it up later. They could get through this, Marcus thought, while the word runaway kept stabbing at him.

From the Deep Room, Helice's voice came over the comm, throaty with emotion. "Get in here, Marcus."

Ops was erupting with reports from all stations, all decks: Tronic systems failing; K-tunnel functions, off-line; extravehicular communication arrays, off-line; life-support systems moved to auxiliary power. Onboard host experiments terminated; memory caches dumping data, slaved to the mSap for incoming data.

The deputy exec turned to Marcus. "The mSap is hijacking storage capacity from every embedded data structure on station, and slaving it to itself, commanding all station power, and locking out both human and savant overrides."

Runaway. Marcus brushed the thought aside.

But people in the room heard the assessment, and exchanged glances of disbelief. Not one of them, including Marcus, had ever seen a rogue machine sapient. Stories had it that once an mSap got away from its handlers, it could quickly form goals of its own-a chaotic state known as obsession. Pray God this mSap had not acquired one.

Leaving his deputy in charge, Marcus hurried down the corridor to the sapient domain, took a chair in the anteroom, and punched up a screen so that he could see Helice Maki at work inside the Deep Room.

She came on-screen, talking to him as she worked the sapient. "Secure this channel." He obeyed.

Surrounded by the simulated quantum output, and talking in the sapient code language, she pointed her indexed thumb at sections of the sapient's mind-field. To Marcus, it looked like she was dancing-or conducting a symphony.

In between code talk, Helice spoke softly to him: "It's an incursion. We have a worm loose in here."

"That's not possible," Marcus snapped. He'd never used such a tone with Helice Maki before, especially given the rumors of her impending installation as a company partner.

She ignored him. "There are missing responses, rogue strands. I'm beginning error correction."

"Don't do that; we'll lose everything." It had taken three years to coach this mSap to oversee a space platform. Retraining it would be an ugly smear on his reputation.

"We've already lost everything. It's on a mission, and it's not mine. Or yours. Isolate the savants from this rogue."

"I've already done that."

"Okay, okay," she said, preoccupied. She pointed her hand where she wished to retrain, talking the gibberish of the sapient engineer, looking almost ecstatic, like a believer getting a dose of Jesus.

As he waited for her, he tapped into the comm. "Report."

"Marcus, we've got an imminent life-support failure on deck four. If we evacuate, we'll lose connection with the main nutrition fabber."

Food was the least of his worries right now. "Evacuate. Take all self-contained life suits off the deck." He knew how that sounded. Like they'd need them.

The sapient grooming staff trickled in, leaning against the wall in the small anteroom, waiting to help-or to throw themselves on the funeral pyre. Anjelika Denhov arrived first, with three postdocs trailing her, looking ill. Their research had been running on the mSap. They could pray they hadn't touched off this disaster.

Marcus saw his career imploding. He thought they'd live through this-Christ, this was a Minerva Company main K-tunnel station, of course they would survive-but his career was over. On his watch, they were abandoning a deck, yanking critical science lab work, dumping all data, and, worst, retraining an mSap. His stomach tumbled in free fall, like his career, heading to a permanent landing in the warrens of the damned. There, the majority of people were unemployed, living off the dole, feeding on the Basic Standard of Living and virtual entertainments, sustained by the wealth of the Companies-the behemoth economic blocs that fueled the world. His parents took the dole, and all his siblings, and all his cousins. He was the only one who had tested strongly enough to groom the sapients, and then, groom the groomers. He had risen high. Looking down, he could see how high.

From the screen, Helice had stopped her dance. "Oh my God."

After a beat Marcus prodded, "What, what is it?"

She stepped in closer to the knot in the display, a tangle of virtual quantum waves. She mumbled something in code. Then: "It's a simple evolutionary." She turned toward the optic and said, "Someone's let loose a goddamned evolutionary program. And it's in its three hundred and ninth generation."

Marcus leaned into the audio pickup. "That could be EoSap, it still could be," he said, wanting to blame Minerva's arch competitor and not one of their own crew.

"No. This is a basic vector that any groomer could deliver to the sapient. Somebody sat in your chair out there, Marcus, and goddamn typed in an evolutionary training sequence."

"If it's simple, then yank it out," Marcus pleaded.

She glared into the optic. "It's not simple anymore." She turned back to the cocoon of light surrounding her, mesmerized by the visions she saw in the Deep Field.

Runaway, Marcus thought again. If the mSap had broken out of control, it was in danger of grabbing every resource, every qubit it needed for whatever it was doing. Such things had been seen before. The Jakarta runaway, for one, when an evolution-driven mSap had nearly taken over the world's entire fleet of orbiting comm satellites. Korea had responded with nuclear strikes, leaving the island of Java a radioactive slag heap.

"Who's had access here?" Marcus glanced at Anjelika Denhov, who had better know what her postdocs were up to. The people in this room were the only ones who could have interfaced with the mSap.

Anjelika turned to her three gangly charges. "Well?" She eyed them each in turn.

No movement. The team looked slightly green in the glow from the Deep Field room.

"Anybody got a theory?"

Under her stare the newest of them, Luc Diers, swallowed hard. "It was me," he said.

Marcus turned on the youngster. "Talk. Talk fast."

"I was just trying to salvage my program." Luc glanced at Anjelika, his PhD adviser. "I didn't want to fail." Realizing that he still had the room's attention, he stumbled on: "I kept getting nonsense readings, and I couldn't fix it. I had no idea the mSap would take an interest. Would commandeer everything."

Marcus didn't know if he was relieved or sickened that it was one of his own crew.

Luc told about his simple, evolving program that was supposed to reconfigure his experiment on fundamental extragalactic particles so that it was back on track and not outputting data on impossible particles. Particles never seen before. Luc was going home next week. He wouldn't have time to restart the program. It was just a minor program running on the mSap. He thought no one would notice.

Listening in, Helice exploded. "You thought no one would notice? You let go of your program goal and assigned it to my sapient?" Luc stared at the floor, and Helice turned away in disgust, concentrating again on the Deep Field.

They all watched, transfixed by the sight of a woman trying to tame a quantum monster. The eerie light flickered on her face like a tormented mind probing for comfort from the one person on-station who could understand it. She murmured, "It's analyzing an anomalous structure. A profound goal that it can't reach. And it's getting lost."

"God help us," Marcus said. He leaned into the comm. "Call Mayday."

The audio responded, "Sending." The nearest help was weeks out of the system.

Helice walked out of the Deep Room, pulling off her data rings. Glancing at Anjelika, she asked, "Which one?" Anjelika nodded at the unfortunate postdoc, who cringed under Helice's predatory stare. "Name?"

"Luc Diers."

"All right, Luc," she said in a too-smooth voice, "describe the anomalous readings that you retrained my sapient to fix."

Luc winced hearing this characterization of his crime. "Neutrinos," he said.

The group stared at him, waiting. He plunged on. "I had impossible neutrinos. Wrong angular momentum, wrong spin state. Reversed, actually."

"Meaning?" Marcus snapped.

Anjelika broke in: "Think of it like the direction of corkscrewing. Neutrinos go to the left."

Luc added, "And the ones I kept registering went to the right, if you want to think of it that way. And the readings were coming from everywhere at once. So it was garbage. Unless it was evidence of another dimension, it was garbage."

Helice put up a hand to stop others from interrupting. "What do you mean, dimension?"

"Space-time construct. Universe." Meeting blank stares, he went on, "Nature creates symmetry all over the place, except at the subatomic scale. So some folks figure the missing symmetry is in other universes. Like right-turning neutrinos are in the fifth dimension, and orthopositroniums' missing energy is there. It's all in other dimensions."

Marcus stood and fixed a blank and hopeless gaze on Luc Diers. "Kiss your ass good-bye, son."

Luc nodded. "Yes, sir."

Helice said, "Get out of here, all of you. Except Marcus and Luc. Make yourselves useful somewhere." When they left, she said, "The mSap wants this station, Marcus. And it's taking it."

He nodded, strangely calm, now that he knew the worst. Runaway. He glanced at the Deep Room. "Kill it."

"And kill the station?"

A small moan came from Luc as the reality of their disaster sunk in.

"Maybe we can still salvage life-support systems," Marcus said.

"You can't. It's dissolved your networks. You don't have any networks left."

"We've got expert systems."

"That can't talk to each other."

He glanced at the room again. "Kill it, Helice." If they could. There was the Jakarta runaway. It had copied itself into a thousand home computers moments before decoherence.

"First I'm downloading the mSap output." Leaning over the keyboard, she shunted the data into a high-storage optical cube. She was taking it home. She was leaving. "Prime the shuttle and get us a pilot. You can assign whoever you want in the remaining seats." She cocked her head at Luc. "He's coming with me." Her face softened. "You come too, Marcus."

He heard her as in a dream. "Put the sapient down, Helice."

She looked at him a long moment. "Putting down the mSap." She leaned over the control board and typed in the command to collapse wave function. To blow its quantum nature, that of being in several places at once, they needed to shatter the quantum isolation. Turning on the lights inside the domain could do it.

And did. In an instant, the $1.3 billion demigod snapped into decoherence.

A soft whine came from the Deep Room, high-pitched and eerie. Aside from terror, Marcus felt relief. At least they could still kill it.

As they opened the door into the corridor, the sickening blare of the klaxons ballooned louder.

"Meet me at the shuttle bay," she said, already heading out the door.

In automatic problem-solving mode, Marcus began prioritizing the remaining shuttle seats. Send home nonessential personnel. The researchers, the support techs, the ... he let a wave of nausea pass through him. He decided on the six people who'd fill the remaining shuttle seats. He wasn't among them.

His rig. His watch.

Hurrying down the corridor, Helice had Luc by the arm, heading for the shuttle bay, avoiding running but wasting no time. She clutched the data cube. The quantum platforms didn't travel, of course. Too leaky, too vulnerable.

"I'm sorry," Luc whispered.

Helice nodded. "Yes. Yes you are." Sorry was only the beginning of his troubles. But first they had to launch out of here. With the mSap down and the savants isolated from each other, the station now ran on human-powered thought, which, as the case of Luc Diers demonstrated, often went awry. Hurrying down the corridor, she debriefed Luc, wringing the salient details from him, of his research gone wrong.

Then, herding him into the domain of the executive quarters, she made a quick stop for Guinevere, her pet macaw.

"Carry this," she told Luc, passing the hooded cage to him. Guinevere gave a harsh bleat of protest as they rushed on to the launch bay.

A pilot, disheveled and pale, joined them there. Four others trickled in to join them, their faces betraying wild-eyed panic.

As they began finding their seats, she went forward to talk to the pilot. "Before you do anything," she told him, "isolate your onboards from all station contact." At his confused expression, she said, "Sapient's got an obsession. It'll eat your tronics for a snack." The mSap was dead, with any luck. But it hadn't been a lucky day so far. He nodded, somber.

"And go, go now."

"Still waiting on two more passengers, Ms. Maki."

"Not any more. Get out of here if you want to save the passengers you have."

Back in the passenger cabin, she strapped Guinevere's cage into one of the seats, then herself, as the engines hummed to life. Luc followed suit, looking stunned. She held her hands in a firm clasp to keep them from shaking. She didn't give the station a snowball's chance in hell. Go, go, she urged the pilot.

They launched, easing out of the bay, vernier thrusters working.

(Continues...)




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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 28, 2008

    Rich New Series

    Kay Kenyon's first book in the Entire and the Rose series has something of an identity crisis. No one seems to know how to market this: sci-fi or fantasy? Bright of the Sky neatly strides both worlds - literally - to create a universe rich with culture, sympathetic characters that are truly flawed, and a plot that mimics reality more than the paradigms we're used to. Fans of fantasy world building will be thrilled with the new series. ***** Bright of the Sky follows Titus Quinn as he journeys from our universe 'the Rose' to another - that of the Entire, 'graciously' created and ruled by the powerful and oppressive Tarig alien race. Quinn reached the Entire by mistake two years ago and came back with precious few memories of his time there little enough that everyone felt he'd just gone mad at the loss of his young daughter and wife in the spacing accident. When scientists discovered truth to Quinn's parallel universe claim, they sent him back, hoping he could regain his knowledge of the place. Quinn hopes to discover the whereabouts of his wife and daughter. But he also has the directive from his company to gain knowledge of how to travel freely between the realms, a quest made necessary by blackmailing Quinn. He also discovers that he gained notoriety in his first trip to the Entire, a place where those of 'the Rose' are instantly recognized as intruders and unwelcome. Titus Quinn must overcome his torrid past in the Entire and pass by unnoticed, balancing his personal and professional goals to return to the Rose. ***** The most intriguing part of this book is the culture and world building involved in the Entire, and because most of the story takes place there, this might be better classified as a fantasy book. The Entire does have knowledge of the Rose, and the Tarig race fashioned all of the other races off examples from the Rose. For example, the Chalin people loosely resemble the ancient Chinese, appearing mostly human, pursuing control of emotions in a vaguely spiritual manner, ruled by feudal lords with an important scholar class. But the Tarig rule the Entire with an iron fist, and their first commandment is to withhold knowledge of the Entire from the Rose. So while the cultures in the Entire take cue from the Rose, deeper knowledge and conversation remains off-limits. How the Tarig created the universe remains a mystery through the first book. How the Tarig maintain control is made very clear: they're credited with the immortal life that all in the Entire enjoy, their intelligence is nearly omniscient, and they punish all lawbreakers with swift death. ***** Because of this social structure, most of the action in this book takes place through politics and intrigue. If you want fantastic space battles or duels, you will have to look elsewhere 'at least for few hundred pages'. The pace is very strong through the first few chapters of the book and settles into a rolling quest once Quinn reaches the Entire. Quinn's journey does not always go as you expect it. Dangers that are foreshadowed never come to pass. Misadventures and inconveniences pop up and make perfect sense, but can occur unexpectedly. ***** The characters are multi-dimensional in a way that goes beyond what most authors attempt. Quinn is flawed deeply, not superficially. He starts off the book a violent hermit, shunned by the world who initially rejected his story of the Entire. His notoriety in the Entire is not just the product of xenophobia - he's done some awful things, and continues to do so, though we understand his motives and can sympathize with him, even if empathy is difficult. Those who support and oppose Quinn have their own clear objectives and secrets. Even the Tarig are not just bad guys their self-created reputation for grace is not complete rubbish. ***** Initially the fantasy world is a little difficult to believe, with sentient races popping up as convenient and other devices revealed in a very linear plot, parallel to the mot

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    exhilarating action-packed science fiction thriller

    During a simple interstellar space trip like the zillion he has done before, pilot Titus Quinn, his wife Johanna Arlis and their nine-year-old daughter Sydney run into trouble in which the trio lands in a different parallel universe, the Entire. Titus returns to the earth he knows, but his two beloved females remain behind in the Entire. Though no one can explain how much he has seemed to have aged, nobody believes his tale filled with memory lapses as everyone assumes his women are dead. Titus vows to return to the Entire to rescue his wife and daughter. --- With the help of the not altruistic Corporation, who seeks new space travel technology. They can afford the price of a defrocked pilot and a ship soTitus returns to the Entire on his quest to find and rescue Johanna and Sydney. On this parallel plain, the Tarig, who rule the realm anticipate his heroic efforts though a decade has passed since he crashed here. With the help of Anzi of the Chalin people, Titus begins in earnest his mission starting with an effort to liberate an enslaved Sydney even as he knows he will have to serendipitously infiltrate the Ascendancy where the Tarig power and he believes his family's salvation reside. He remains ignorant for now but soon will know the dilemma of choosing between loved ones and universes that await him. His choices of ten years ago come home to roost. --- This is an exhilarating action-packed science fiction thriller that through mostly the actions of the desperate hero enables the audience to believe in the parallel universe that sort of runs through ours. The story line never slows down yet is filled with twists and turns that will shock readers yet seem plausible. Fans of tense sci fi thrillers with moral considerations will appreciate this deep tale of redemption but at a high cost. --- Harriet Klausner

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 15, 2013

    Engaging story

    The Entire series is beautifully written with fully integrated worlds, characters and societies. Enjoyable reading.

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  • Posted August 19, 2011

    Borders on the great

    Kenyon creates a compelling alternate world/universe where a family of humans from earth are trapped, split up, and are forced to work against each others interests. The alien culture is beautifuly described. Kenyon's characters pull me in. I've read the entire series of the "Entire and the Rose" and enjoyed every minute of the read.

    I would venture to say that her world and story is as compelling as many of the historical greats in the world of sci-fi.

    If you liked Dune by F. Herbert or Asimov's Foundation series, I would think that this series falls easily into that level of writing.

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  • Posted October 1, 2010

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    Disappointing

    I've never heard of this author prior to my download. However, I decided to give her a chance because this is a free download on Kindle and the product description was intriguing.  

    The book started off slow, there were many parts of this book that felt like the story was just crawling along and the world-building depiction was over done and cumbersome.

    I stuck with this book solely because the concept of another universe outside of our own fascinated me. This book was so slow it took me almost 2wks to complete it.  So, I finally make it to the end of the book and the ending was a complete and utter disappointment. What a waste!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 29, 2009

    pulling teeth

    story dragged in the beginning nothing to relate and carry me through the initial plot development. Will go back in a few months to try again.

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    Posted December 27, 2013

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    Posted January 3, 2010

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