My brother-in-law picked up Spin at the grocery store in paperback. He thought it would be healthier than a King Sized Snickers, I guess.
Or maybe he just liked the premise. One night the stars disappear.
Robert Charles Wilson’s book won a Hugo for best novel in 2006, and it deserved the honor. As most Hugo winners do. If you’ve read it, you know what I mean.
Haven’t read it? You should. Primarily because it is a well-written book, and (as L. L. knows well) I happen to agree with Keats:
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases, it will never
Pass into nothingness.
You can read the rest of this essay at Speculative Faith.





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