by Andreas Eschbach
Eschbach is a German science fiction writer. Until a couple of weeks ago when I wandered through Barnes & Noble on my way home from work, I'd never heard of him. I found his book, The Carpet Makers on one of the tables B&N litter their aisles with. The cover didn't particularly grab me nor the title. But the author's name did so I picked it up and read the blurp on the back. Nothing to write home about. But it was a book by a German translated into English so I bought it.
Honestly, I didn't expect much when I picked it up very early this morning and started reading it. But I couldn't put it down once I began. Like the characters in the book, I needed to know where and I needed to know why. And believe me, why will blow your socks off. Not only do I give this book two thumbs up, I'll borrow the Prodigal Son's thumbs so it gets four of them.
Trust me. Read it.