It has been said that being a writer is a lonely business. One must commit to the art of being alone. It feels like swimming or perhaps deep-sea diving. Not that I have experienced deep-sea diving. One of my greatest fears is being pulled under the waves by a massive sea beast. Whisps of red blood undulating from where I…
Several aspects of the book riveted me. A female protagonist discovers forever in a rock floating in space, which is actually a ship designed by us in the future to survive a situation concocting itself in the present. Does it get any better than that?