Until the Last of Me by Sylvain Neuvel
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

I enjoyed the first book mainly because it let us see the history of science, or rather astrophysics and space, through the eyes of driven clones trying to take humanity to space over a span of 3000 years.

It's not so clear-cut as this description, however. There are generally only three, just like in the Foundation tv series, and never more than that. The elder, the mother, and the daughter... each passing down their drive, philosophy, and love of discovery to the next generation.

What REALLY cut my corn was this, however: blade of their story, even the despair, mirrored our own abortive attempts to get to the stars. And that HURT.

I can only hope the third in the trilogy gives me a happy ending. Damnit.

This book's synesthesia is close to a cup of tea. It smells so good, but damn, I just want to REFUSE to drink it.


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