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many years ago had a couple of friends fans of Science Fiction. Their houses were huge libraries where the same could be found that Foundation and Empire Asimov. Thanks to them I found a collection of Plaza & Janes called imaginary world where I read an interesting and funny novel by Brian Aldiss, Galaxies like grains of sand . Now I just read
Hawksbill Station of not less writer Robert Silverberg, who walks around the review of one of his books. In Hawksbill Station, Silverberg creates a communist prison, prison located on planet Earth, yes, but in the Cambrian period. A plain red, volcanoes and a warm sea virulent yielding trilobites is the landscape for this wonderful novel.
The tension started when a new prisoner arrives at the station and he always doubts concerning the future if that world has changed, what new things have happened and if the fate of this handful of old men and crazy, more so second to first, have any hope of returning to 2025.
I like the characters in Silverberg, defeated men, but remain on edge in the desert thanks to a certain honor that has overcome while encouraged. If literature should give us images, this book gave me more that there was no thinking, an old lame, leaning on a crutch, looking beyond the plain red and the solitude of his memories, a small boat where four of his colleagues scrambling to get the largest trilobite history to eat the flesh spongy and terrible Silverberg said.
many years ago had a couple of friends fans of Science Fiction. Their houses were huge libraries where the same could be found that Foundation and Empire Asimov. Thanks to them I found a collection of Plaza & Janes called imaginary world where I read an interesting and funny novel by Brian Aldiss, Galaxies like grains of sand . Now I just read
Hawksbill Station of not less writer Robert Silverberg, who walks around the review of one of his books. In Hawksbill Station, Silverberg creates a communist prison, prison located on planet Earth, yes, but in the Cambrian period. A plain red, volcanoes and a warm sea virulent yielding trilobites is the landscape for this wonderful novel.
The tension started when a new prisoner arrives at the station and he always doubts concerning the future if that world has changed, what new things have happened and if the fate of this handful of old men and crazy, more so second to first, have any hope of returning to 2025.
I like the characters in Silverberg, defeated men, but remain on edge in the desert thanks to a certain honor that has overcome while encouraged. If literature should give us images, this book gave me more that there was no thinking, an old lame, leaning on a crutch, looking beyond the plain red and the solitude of his memories, a small boat where four of his colleagues scrambling to get the largest trilobite history to eat the flesh spongy and terrible Silverberg said.
p. Imaginary Worlds 223
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