On the trail of a missing con man, our private eye hero uncovers a vast conspiracy that stretches from the dawn of time to the Omega Point—and finds himself central to the whole enigmatic game.
Surrealism with a beating heart and a merry soul. Paul Di Filippo's latest romp takes us elsewhere, else-when, and back to now. Featuring a worldweary private detective who finds—as we all hope to do—life's lost pearl within reality's battered rind. Co-starring coats of sentient slime (one good, and one evil), a regained wife named Yulia, and—what is Aeota? Yoks, tears, and illusions. No one rings the changes like our Paul.
—Rudy Rucker
Here it is, people—the latest long-awaited cosmi-comic cocktail from the feverish noir brain of Paul Di Filippo, blending tinctures of Rudy Rucker, Phil Dick, Illiza Shlesinger, Thomas Aquinas, John Sladek, Arthur Schopenhauer and Suzanne Vega. Who or what is Aeota? But surely everyone— Unpack your ancient Nokia 7650 and be prepared for a heady, whirly spin.
—Damien Broderick
