The best science fiction makes our minds expand. Revelation Space definitely does that, encompassing the potential of the human species. I'm looking forward to the next books in the trilogy.
The legendary space opera that kicked off the ground-breaking, universe-spanning series.
Nine hundred thousand years ago, something wiped out the Amarantin. For the human colonists now settling the Amarantin homeworld Resurgam, it's of little more than academic interest, even after the discovery of a long-hidden, almost perfect Amarantin city and a colossal statue of a winged Amarantin. For brilliant but ruthless scientist Dan Sylveste, it's more than merelty intellectual curiosity - and he will stop at nothing to get at the truth. Even if the truth costs him everything. But the Amarantin were wiped out for a reason, and that…
It’s June 2020, and on top of the Covid shutdowns and racial justice revolution, Billie Knight’s dad just died. She soon realizes he wasn’t the one who hurt her when she was a kid—but then who the hell was? Billie, a fifty-year-old muralist and art teacher, sets out to solve the mystery of her trauma—from the off-grid queer community she built on Washington’s Olympic Peninsula, through Seattle’s autonomous zones and underground theaters, to her wild childhood home of Humboldt County—with her long-lost bestie, Randall, as her partner. Between stakeouts, suspect-snatchings, witness interviews, and flashbacks, Billie and Randall must also confront…
Nonfiction that reads like fiction: A guard working on the ranch gets caught up with a liminal entity and gets rescued by other paranormal beings. It's too strange not to be true.
Other titles by Erick T. Rhetts: Skinwalker Ranch: In the Shadow of the Ridge, The Muledeer Chronicles, The Airfield, Hungry, Sophia, Revelations: End, and now, the recently released novel The Shadow Walkers.Erick T. Rhetts, admitted aficionado of the off-beat and unusual, is the author of numerous works in the genres of historical non-fiction and fiction. Published under multiple pseudonyms, he has been trusted to maintain and protect the anonymity and confidentiality of his subjects and resources. LOST ON SKINWALKER RANCH continues his efforts to bring to the reader topics and tales that are both controversial and polarizing...Riley—the only name by…
Don’t mess with the hothead—or he might just mess with you. Slater Ibáñez is only interested in two kinds of guys: the ones he wants to punch, and the ones he sleeps with. Things get interesting when they start to overlap. Freelance investigator Slater trolls the dark side of Los Angeles, rooting out insurance fraud, not afraid to use whatever means necessary to get things done, and not about to hold back with his fists. A queer antihero for a new age, Slater walks the line between ordinary life and the frayed fringes of society, keeping his balance with the back-channel support he gets from main squeeze Pike, business partner Max, and operatives Andy and Etta. A chance conversation in his neighborhood with an astrology-obsessed merchant leads Slater deep into the Mojave Desert, where he digs into the last days of a junkie who overdosed in the wilderness near Twentynine Palms. He hooks up with Zeke, and hires him as a guide to the backcountry, where he soon discovers the guy has some odd beliefs about the land. After Slater confronts some bougie lowlife rock climbers, the case leads him to small-town twelve-step meetings, where he finds out that things aren’t as they seem. Jason from the group loans him a motorcycle, and Slater gets involved with a classic car guy named Wheels, a smoke-show who’s obsessed with lucid dreaming. Hanging out with the twelve-steppers, an uncomfortable realization strikes him—Slater isn’t just undercover in this world; he’s an addict like they are.
