Preternatural Too: Gyre

by Margaret Wander Bonanno

Book Overview

Karen Guerreri is an obscure writer of science fiction novels. She is half convinced that her invisibility-far from qualifying as a superpower in a world of mad-scientist villains-has simply left her... This description may be from another edition of this product.

• Format: Hardcover
• Language: English
• ISBN: 0312866712
• ISBN13: 9780312866716
• Release Date: January 2000
• Publisher: Tor Books
• Length: 320 Pages
• Weight: 1.05 lbs.
• Dimensions: 1.1" x 5.8" x 8.5"

Customer Reviews

Best novel I've read this year: strong "A"

____________________________________________ Karen Rohmer Guerreri [note 1], a lower-midlist SF writer, is having trouble selling a new book. "Maybe you need to write a sequel," her agent advises. "This time, don't make it so autobiographical." Arch metafictional milling-about ensues, but don't be put off by the slow start -- by p. 58 Karen has been snatched from her bed at the Days Inn, and dumped onto a straw pallet in Eleanor of Aquitane's Brittany -- the start of a long, strange trip through Julius Ceasar's Gaul, the fall of Berlin in 1945, and several alternate Nows. P2G's unhinging of time reminds me of Vonnegut's Slaughterhouse-Five, and Karen's working-out of her predicament is as intricate and recursive as the best of Philip K. Dick. Readers of Preternatural won't be surprised to learn that it's Fuschia, that naughty S. oteri, one of the telepathic ET jellyfish who inspired and bedeviled Karen in the first book, up to hir old tricks -- the S. oteri live in the Long Now, and have trouble with the idea of sequential time. You don't need to have read the first book to enjoy the second, but if you liked the first, you're probably already headed for the bookstore and I'm preaching to the choir.... Anyway, if you're new to MWB, it would make sense to start with P1, which is out in paperback (Tor, $6, ISBN: 0812567641). They're both pretty amazing books. In both books, you need to pay close attention to all the balls in the air, but when MWB's running a hot hand, like Joe Slattermill in Fritz Leiber's wonderful "Gonna Roll the Bones" [note 2], her aim is true and her eye (and pen) unerring, She can be trusted to bring matters to a satisfying conclusion, with tantalizing hints of more to come: "She turned and headed straight for home, but she took the long way, around the world." (with apologies to Mr. Leiber's shade) And while you're keeping your eye on the ball, you'll enjoy watching MWB's characters come to life, notably her multiple alterselves and their friends [note 3], while she ignores her agent's no-autobiography advice -- or is she just counterfeiting Real Life exceptionally well? It *is* fiction, after all, isn't it? -- and it's enormously entertaining reading, which is what I look for, and, I'm sure, so do you. ______________________ Note 1.) Compare her maiden name to the RL author's .... 2.) Joe was a miner, and he could pitch 7 or 8 rocks back into place on the face they'd fallen from, before gravity caught up and tumbled them back down again. And when he got to the craps table -- "he felt the power in his fingers..." 3.) MWB's women are spot-on, wonderfully real. Her men are a little blurry (but well-hung). Hey, nobody's perfect. Review copyright 2000 by Peter D. Tillman First published at SF Site