Science Fiction
A botched alien abduction is already a decent way to start a book. Dropping someone into 1818 Florida on top of that feels properly unhinged.
Moon Called Sun does that rare thing where the premise is ridiculous in a good way, but it doesn’t stop there. It actually has to carry the human bit too, which is the harder job. Time travel can be all machinery and no pulse. This one doesn’t seem interested in that.
Moon Called Sun does that rare thing where the premise is ridiculous in a good way, but it doesn’t stop there. It actually has to carry the human bit too, which is the harder job. Time travel can be all machinery and no pulse. This one doesn’t seem interested in that.
The setup does sound like the sort of thing that could collapse under its own weirdness if the people aren’t convincing. That’s usually where time travel books lose me. Give me the strange premise, fine, but if the relationships feel like cardboard cut-outs, I’m out. This sounds more like one for readers who want the romance and the historical friction as much as the sci-fi hook.