billed as a virginal production by M. J. Locke, this "debut" novel
really represents the stealth relaunch of a fine writer, Laura Mixon-Gould. A
state-of-the-art solar system space opera finds the heroine struggling against
an assortment of engineering troubles that bedevil the asteroid colony of
Phoecea. A page-turning parable, one might say, for the crumbling
infrastructure of our own era.
March 7: "Corporate America now desperately needs the powers associated with the poetic imagination not only to see its way through the present whirligig of change, but also, because poetry asks for accountability..."