Publisher: DSP Publications
Release Date: Tuesday, October 30 2018
Format: Paperback, eBook
Is This Book Romance?: No
ISBN: 978-1-64080-627-6
ASN: B07D8GFSJW
Price: 6.99 / 19.99
Story Type: Novel >50k
Word Count: 115K
Cover Artist: Aaron Anderson
Genres: sci fi, near future, space opera
Pairings: Various queer characters
Tropes: n/a
Keywords/Categories: gay, lesbian, transgender, future, generation ship, AI, artificial intelligence
Series Title: Liminal Sky
Position (Number) in Series: 2
Necessary to Read Previous Books: No, But It Doesn't Hurt
Warnings: refers to past consensual BDSM relationship for one character
Book Blurb:
Earth is dead.
Five years later, the remnants of humanity travel through the stars inside Forever, a living, ever-evolving, self-contained generation ship. When Eddy Tremaine and Andy Hammond find a hidden world-within-a-world under the mountains, the discovery triggers a chain of events that could fundamentally alter or extinguish life as they know it, culminate in the takeover of the world mind, and end free will for humankind.
Control the AI, control the people.
Eddy, Andy, and a handful of other unlikely heroes—people of every race and identity, and some who aren’t even human—must find the courage and ingenuity to stand against the rising tide.
Otherwise they might be living through the end days of human history.
Series Blurb:
Humankind is on its way to the stars, a journey that will change it forever. Each of the stories in Liminal Sky explores that future through the lens of a generation ship, where the line between science fiction and fantasy often blurs. At times both pessimistic and very hopeful, Liminal Sky thrusts you into a future few would ever have imagined.
Excerpt:
Aaron stared out the window of his office at the gently waving, glowing branches of the Mallowood trees.
Today was the day. His mother was gone, and they would celebrate that fact with some kind of ceremony that Keera had whipped up. It rubbed him wrong, somehow, to think about celebrating Glory’s death.
His office was a far cry from the white, pristine office he’d had on Transfer Station. Here almost everything was made of native wood and other local materials, lending the office a warm, almost golden radiance.
Of course, it was aided by the glow from the plants and the sky outside. At this distance, the spindle—a stream of windswept pollen that provided a diffuse glow over the whole world, augmenting the plant light—was almost uniform. It obscured the view of about a third of the world above his head.
It had taken him the better part of six months on the ground to get used to that strange and wonderful vista—the sight of the world curving up around him like a great multicolored patchwork wall, cresting like a wave far above his head. Now he rarely noticed it, though some deep animal part of his brain still grumbled about it from time to time.
Once he’d relied on his AI for data. Now, his reports were mostly on paper. Sure, the colony still had technology—the world mind itself was a supreme achievement of Earth’s high-tech society—but they no longer had the infrastructure to build so many things they had come to rely upon on Earth and at Transfer Station.
His train to Darlith, for instance, that would likely never go any farther.
The Collapse of the Earth had come on too quickly for neat planning and careful stocking of equipment and supplies. It was left to the survivors to figure out a way to make it all work.
Some reports did come in over the network. Most people still had loops in their temples, though those that malfunctioned couldn’t be replaced. He took this information down on paper, by hand, using graphite pencils made at the fabrication center. At least they could manage that much.
There were more reports of Ghost activity all along the Verge. From the sheep slaughter that Eddy was out investigating to petty larceny—clothing stolen off the line, crops raided, etc.—things were getting tense. There’d even been a fire along the foothills of the Anatovs, which the world mind had quickly put out with some well-timed rainfall.
The Anatovs. Aaron shook his head. That had been a hard name to get used to. He could still see Ana’s face when he closed his eyes. She had let herself be subsumed into the world mind as he held her in his arms, deep in the bowels of the world.
She was still alive, in a sense, and his mother, Glory, was dead.
He spoke to Ana from time to time about matters important to the colony, such as the upcoming asteroid rendezvous, and she was still the same cantankerous genius she’d always been.
He turned his attention back to the reports on his desk. There was something going on out there, and it bugged the hell out of him that he didn’t know what it was. A rising tide of strangeness.
There had been personnel disappearances, too, over the last six years, in addition to the surprising undercounts at the refugee camp after the Collapse. Aaron was sure it all added up to nothing good. He needed more data.
Aaron sighed. He was putting it off. He knew it, but he had to get going.
“Hey, Dad.” Andy’s voice came through his loop. “You ready?”
“Yeah. I suppose so.” He’d spent the last month fighting with the world mind—with his own father even—begging for them to take Glory in. She didn’t have to die, not forever. His father was proof of that.
But Jackson had been steadfastly against it. “It’s not fair,” his father had said. “We can’t save Glory because we can’t save them all. And she would never have it.”
They’d kept the knowledge of Jackson’s existence in the world mind from his wife. From just about everyone, actually. Few people knew about any of the Immortals. Now Aaron wondered if that hadn’t been a mistake. In the end, he and Andy had been there for her as she departed this mortal plane, although Jackson had stolen the last few moments from him.
Jayson, Aaron’s younger brother, had been the first of his nuclear family they’d lost—God rest his soul—in the War on Earth. Now it was just him and his immortal father.
Andy pinged him. “Can I ride along?”
“Of course.” He felt her slip in alongside him in his mind as he opened his senses to her so she could see what he saw and hear what he heard.
Feel what he felt.
It wasn’t true telepathy, but it was as close as he’d ever experienced, a product of Jackson Hammond’s gift to his children and grandchildren.
He put the papers away in a folder in his desk and left the room, glancing out the window once more at the serene scene outside. Jayson would have liked it here.
Andy agreed.
He closed the door softly behind him, and they went out to find Glory’s friends.
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Author Bio:
Scott lives between the here and now and the what could be. Indoctrinated into fantasy and sci fi by his mother at the tender age of nine, he devoured her library. But as he grew up, he wondered where the people like him were.
He decided it was time to create the kinds of stories he couldn’t find at Waldenbooks. If there weren’t gay characters in his favorite genres, he would remake them to his own ends.
His friends say Scott’s brain works a little differently – he sees relationships between things that others miss, and gets more done in a day than most folks manage in a week. He seeks to transform traditional sci fi, fantasy, and contemporary worlds into something unexpected.
A Rainbow Award winning author, he runs Queer Sci Fi and QueeRomance Ink with his husband Mark, sites that bring queer people together to promote and celebrate fiction reflecting their own reality.
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