Well typical Whitley, sort of off beat. Beyond UFO contacts we have end of the world sci fi. Super nova disrupting the sun. Solar storms- End of days. Basically difficult to wrap your mind around because it's not a simple concept but it gets even weirder. People creating gold paint to enter a painting and go into the future of a world that's destroyed. If the world is destroyed maximally how far into the future must they go? Why assume it's anything similar to the world as it now is which is the premise used here. If stars collide, oceans are burned off or moved and ice caps are gone why is the painting resembling the same planet with grass and trees? I'd rather have the story delve more into that world than it did.
I'm having difficulty following the concepts. Too many different ones are combined, like heaven, hell, all the Greek myths, Roman ones, Stonehendge and Christian ideas flowing as one. I mean COME ON. People who are crazy but sane? Dreams or reality? People think they're sleeping/dreaming yet not? WTF? At least TELL ME. I can't follow how incoherent the ideas are. Too many, too fast, too mixed together. For such a small novel the ideas are much too cumbersome to make any sense and throw in some 'good' guys who you can't even discern, and some 'bad' guys tagged with devices to follow them who then escape detection is all overboard.
This is like reading a skeleton of a larger more in depth story that is being lightly brushed over because the concepts are really too flimsy to carry it anywhere.
But that's just my thoughts. Help yourself to Whitley fine dining with linen napkins, Taco Bell for dinner made inside chinese egg rolls....and you're OFF!!
I didn't mind the author's note at the end, found it an interesting bit of reading. You may want to skip to this ending, read that first, then go read the rest and maybe it'll help with some of the strangeness found in the rest of the novel. Definitely sci fi.
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