By Joan Slonczewski
"Masterful story"-Library magazine.
"Magnificently detailed"-Chicago solar instances
"An greatly awesome achievement...A superb array of cultures offered in impressive depth"-Kirkus assessment
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The pristine urban of Elysium floats at the water global of Shora, inhabited through 'immortals' who've succeeded in unlocking the secrets and techniques of life.
Outsider Blackbear Windclan desires to percentage the key of immortality along with his personal humans, yet can he, and town of Elysium, live on the corruption and decadence that immortality has bred into the ageless society.
And what of the cognizance of self-aware nano-sentient servitors and their quest for vengence?
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Kara had liked them both. Kara was a god. Now he had two novels in his hands. Enough dead weight to pull him to the bottom of any lake. He stared at the top title, Superheroes in Super Fog, and considered the matter yet again. He’d given three years of his life to these stacks of paper before entombing them in this grave with a thousand rejection slips to keep them company. The whole business made his stomach crawl. As it turned out, dishing out coffees at Java Hut actually paid more than writing brilliant novels.
Makatsu again. Thomas had once been beaten to a pulp by a gang of Filipinos who’d taken a pledge to kill any Americano brat who entered their turf. They made the streets around the army base their turf. His instructor had scolded him, insisting that he was good enough to have escaped their attack that afternoon. His panic had cost him dearly. His brain had been turned to rice pudding, and he deserved the bruises that swelled his eyes shut. This time it was bullets, not feet and clubs, and bullets would leave more than bruises.
The title was admittedly confusing, but that was no reason for the self-appointed literary wizards scouring the earth for the next Stephen King to turn it down. Both novels were either brilliant or complete trash, and he wasn’t yet sure which. Kara had liked them both. Kara was a god. Now he had two novels in his hands. Enough dead weight to pull him to the bottom of any lake. He stared at the top title, Superheroes in Super Fog, and considered the matter yet again. He’d given three years of his life to these stacks of paper before entombing them in this grave with a thousand rejection slips to keep them company.