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Womack, Jack
book-date: 1988
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Weidenfield & Nicholson
Hardcover, Ex-Library
David Shannon
Book= VG+ to near-Fine
Dustjacket= near-Fine

Typical library traces: many stamps on endpapers, page-block edges top, right, bottom; traces where pocket was glued, DJ protector attached. But this has what you want in an ex-library copy: it is tight and square - with little obvious wear. DJ protector took most of wear and has been discarded.

The first 2 in this series are difficult to find in hardcover.

[excerpted from a review by Norman Spinrad (of the first 3 books in the series)]: "...Each of these novels is narrated in first person by a different character. The narrator of Ambient is O'Malley, bodyguard to Thatcher Dryden, owner and corporate tyrant of Dryco, the many-tentacled conglomerate, headquartered in a behavioral sink twenty-first century New York, dominating a kind of post-collapse, post-greenhouse United States, up to and including owning the President and the armed forces.

Terraplane is narrated by Luther, a retired general in Dryco's semi-sub-rosa employ. Luther and Jake, a Dryco hit-man, are warped back into an alternate America of the late 1930's, still in the depths of the Great Depression, and on the brink of war; after various misadventures, Luther succeeds in returning to the Dryco future."

"This is science fictional world-building from the smallest quanta - words, grammars, speech-rhythms - on up... Womack's narrators are more or less ordinary citizens of their universe, not prose stylists, and this is the texture of their speech, their thoughts, their moment-to-moment perceptions of their extrapolated environment... through the medium of prose, Womack doesn't tell us, he lets his narrators show us. Womack's future New York is savage, exagerated, extreme; though ably extrapolated with a wealth of detail, it is pushed so far over the edge that it would be conceived as cacaphony were it to be described in conventional transparent prose, a slapstick sequence of sights and sounds on the TV screen of the mind... But by extrapolating down to this deepest and most intimate of levels, by mutating the very vocabulary, grammar, quotidian music of his world, Womack renders it as psychologically real as our own, warps us into it on the deepest perceptual level, not that of the image, but that of the Word, the music, the very song of the self, real or imagined..." [-Norman Spinrad]

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