I’m so glad I finally found the time to get to this oldest book on my TBR-pile! I’ve had it there since it was nominated for a Hugo two years ago, but other deadlines pushed it aside till I finally had a moment this January to dive in.
And oh, what a smart, elegant, emotional novel it is! I wish all professors of literature were like Micaiah Johnson, because then I’d know that society was in for writing that seriously contemplates human values and conditions instead of the pretentious navel-gazing dreck that passes for fine arts literature nowadays. Clearly, I have an ax to grind with the authors and industry professionals who’ve wasted hours of my life pushing works with dull plots and tedious writing. I mean, y’all, I just read a book where the one guy is described as being “basted with a light batter of money.” Tell me someone else does all the cooking for you without telling me etc. while you focus on your Very Serious Writing Career.
But I digress. The Space Between Worlds is a sci-fi novel about a woman who can walk between the many dimensions of the multiverse. The catch is that you can’t travel into a dimension where your counterpart is still alive. Cara’s alternate selves seem to be really good at dying, as she discovers over the course of her career as a Traverser. But when she realizes that she has a surprising connection to some of the most powerful people in all the dimensions she can walk into, she’ll have to decide whether her cushy life is worth risking for the fate of people who aren’t the ones she actually knows and loves.