Any chance you’ve caught up with sci-fi author Neal Stephenson?
He wrote a fine space epic called Seveneves, set in space right above our heads – the zone between Earth orbit and the Moon.
Seveneves is an incredible piece of writing. Maybe too clever for its own good at times (certainly too clever for me at times) but an inventive and compelling story that spans generations in time. Well worth a read if you haven’t tracked it down already.
I’m impressed by Neal’s decision to create an epic close to Earth rather than in deep space on the basis that, in his words, “interstellar travel is probably overrated. We’re not leaving the solar system any time soon”.
I really wonder if it’s physically and mentally possible for us to do so. I like the idea that there are electromagnetic forces tying us to our corner of space.
It’s one of the ideas I’ll play around with when I begin work on a sequel novella to Sleeping Gods.
That and the mythical, mystical planet we call Mars.
Which, for an author, is a bit like tackling Everest.
I’m hoping I don’t fall down a crevasse.