The absolutely fun thing about Pocketful of Stars is that it’s like a matrouyshka doll. It’s got layers. You open up one, and there’s another fun face looking at you, and you open that one to see yet another… you know how this goes. I found myself chortling at some of the humor in this wonderful tale by the inimitable Margaret Ball.
It’s a story about math. But wait! Not that kind of math and mathematicians. No, these are not boring whatsoever, nor do they do magic. Not at all! What they do, hidden in their doorless secret offices in the research center located on a University campus, is simply applied topology. Even if an objective observer would think that feats like mentally warping space to bring yourself another packet of sugar for your coffee, making it look like it was floating across the room, was magic.
This review is cross-posted from Fantastic Schools, and you can find more there…
You won’t find this review on Amazon, I’m afraid. I’m responsible for the cover art for the trilogy (third book comes out very soon now! I can’t wait…) which means I have a conflict of interest in reviewing these books there, despite my having worked from synopses, and only reading the books when I purchased copies after release. This whole recent controversy over Amazon removing reviews because of connections between authors? Well, if the rules had been read and understood, it wouldn’t have happened. But that’s a ‘nother topic. I’ll just leave you with this: Pocketful of Stars, and the sequel An Opening in the Air, are great fun to read. You should buy them, and then leave a review with the ‘Zon because I can’t. Hmph.