By Rudy Rucker
Joe dice is a Silicon Valley hotshot--well, a would-be hotshot anyway--hoping that the 3-D television venture he is coping with will result in the large cash IPO he is continuously dreamed of. On New Year's Eve, hoping to provoke his spouse, he sneaks domestic the prototype. It brings no new heat to their cooling courting, however it does allure a person else's attention.When Joe sees a collection of lips chatting with him (floating in midair) and feels the poke of a disembodied finger (inside him), it isn't as a result champagne he is inebriated. He has simply met Momo, a girl from the All, a global of 4 spatial dimensions for whom our slender global, which she calls Spaceland, is anything like a rug, yet one jam-packed with movement and existence. Momo has a enterprise proposition for Joe, a suggestion she will not allow him refuse. The upside capability turns into a lot clearer to him as soon as she is helping him develop a brand new eye (on a stalk) which can see within the fourth-dimensional instructions, and he is of the same opinion. After that it is a wild journey via a million-dollar evening in Las Vegas, a budding dependancy to tasty red 4-D foodstuff, a failing marriage, eye-popping tours into the All, and encounters with Momo's foes, rubbery pink critters who scouse borrow funds, provide sage recommendation and infrequently messily explode. Joe is having the time of his lifestyles, until eventually Momo's scheme seems to have angles he could not have imagined. unexpectedly the destiny of all existence right here in Spaceland is at stake.Rudy Rucker is a previous grasp at turning mathematical techniques into rollicking technological know-how fiction experience, from Spacetime Donuts and White mild to The Hacker and the Ants. within the culture of Edwin A. Abbott's vintage novel, Flatland, Rucker offers us a travel of upper arithmetic and visionary realities. Spaceland is Flatland on hyperdrive!
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Spaceland: A Novel of the Fourth Dimension by Rudy Rucker