There is a book, by L.E. Modesitt, named Gravity Dreams, that I have read, I think, ten times this year. Yeah, I know. The thing is, I don't know that I can say it's really that good. Certainly, the writing is clumsy, particularly when it comes to interpersonal relationships. And it's vintage Modesitt: young, fairly clueless, man comes into his
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