Christopher Paolini
Pan Macmillan
Otago Daily Times, February 1st 2021
Best known for his YA fantasy series The Inheritance Cycle, Christopher Paolini has spent years dreaming of a woman finding an alien biosuit on a moon orbiting a gas giant. Over a decade in the making, To Sleep in a Sea of Stars is the realisation of that vision and one that more than does justice to the best traditions of aspirational Sci-Fi.
After seven years travelling the galaxy in the employ of Lapsang Trading Corp, xenobiologist Kira Návarez is ready to settle down and start a new life as a colonist. But hours before completing her final mission, she discovers what appears to be a piece of alien architecture created by a long-gone race called the Vanished, only the second such artifact humanity has encountered since venturing into space.
After collapsing while exploring the construct’s inner chamber, she awakens to find herself bonded to a semi-sentient xenotechnology, the Soft Blade, that covers her like a second skin. Part armour, part weapon, it interprets her fear and distress at being trapped within its embrace as a sign that she is under threat and lashes out, killing several of her companions, including her fiancée. The suit’s activation also attracts the attention of its previous owners, the Jellies, a be-tentacled species that has built its own civilisation from Vanished technology.
When their ships arrive to reclaim their lost property, Kira flees the planet only to arrive back in colonised space to find the human race under attack from both the Jellies and another, monstrous and indiscriminately murderous species new to both races. Kira is human (and Jelly)-kind’s only hope, but only if she can find a way to understand and work with the Soft Blade in the manner the Vanished intended.
If this all sounds like a B-grade space opera, that is because it is impossible to adequately summarise a book of over 800 pages long and a kilo in weight in 500 words. The novel is, in fact, an impressive work of hard SF, with a fully realised and internally consistent world and a story that contains echoes of everything from the Bible to Tolkien, Virgil to Ian M Banks. Paolini’s descriptions of ship-board conditions are vivid, realistic, and cleave to the known laws of physics.
Although Paolini includes helpful appendices for those who want to brush up on quantum physics, ship-based space combat or culturally-specific terminology, it is assumed that readers – like the characters – are familiar with FTL drives, Ship minds and Markov limits. This frees him from the need to include lengthy and distracting discussions of irrelevancies but gives no quarter to the uninitiated.
Strong female characters abound, along with a Han Solo-ish starship captain who considers a cat and pig as much a part of the crew as his human colleagues, and the story’s careful pacing sustains the reader through all but the final few pages.
My main complaint is that the book’s sheer size makes it physically difficult to read. Despite this, I can’t think of a better way to spend the long, lazy days of summer than lost in dreams amid a sea of stars.
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