Bones of the Earth (Mass Market Paperback)

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Paleontologist Richard Leyster is studying the dinosaur-fossil discovery of a lifetime when a stranger comes into his office with an ice cooler and an offer: a mysterious and dangerous job that pays no better than Leyster's beloved current position at the Smithsonian. He rejects the offer and the stranger departs, leaving the cooler. Leyster opens the cooler and finds the head of a just-slain stegosaur. It really is an offer he can't refuse: a job that will allow him to study living dinosaurs. But the stranger has disappeared, and Leyster has no idea where to find him.

Expanded from his Hugo Award-winning story "Scherzo with Tyrannosaur," Michael Swanwick's Bones of the Earth is a time-travel novel as exciting as Jurassic Park and far more intelligent. In addition to the Hugo, Michael Swanwick has won the Nebula, World Fantasy, and Theodore Sturgeon Awards. His previous books include the novels In the Drift, Vacuum Flowers, and Griffin's Egg, and his collections include Gravity's Angels, A Geography of Unknown Lands, and Moon Dogs, among others. --Cynthia Ward --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.

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Bones of the Earth is a worthy successor to Swanwick's previous novel, Jack Faust (1997), for it, too, is a strange and thrilling take on great legends and cultural obsessions. In Bones, that obsession is the thoroughly modern fascination with paleontology and, in particular, dinosaurs. Paleontologist Richard Leyster is working on what should be the find of a lifetime and the making of a career. Then a stranger named Griffin makes him an offer by dropping into his office one day with a promise of great things--and the head of a triceratops, freshly killed. That piques Richard's interest, and he is on tenterhooks until Griffin comes back, and he accepts his mysterious visitor's requirements of secrecy. The subsequent action spans geologic time, not just centuries but millennia, and although Griffin understandably does everything he can to prevent paradoxes, as always, the unexpected happens, even when the future is firmly known. Regina Schroeder
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Product Details

• Mass Market Paperback: 400 pages
• Publisher: HarperTorch; Reprint edition (February 25, 2003)
• Language: English
• ISBN-10: 0380812894
• ISBN-13: 978-0380812899
• Product Dimensions: 6.9 x 4.2 x 1 inches
• Shipping Weight: 6.9 ounces
• Average Customer Review: 3.3 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (50 customer reviews)
• Amazon.com Sales Rank: #564,678 in Books (See Bestsellers in Books)

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19 of 22 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars A mind-bending adventure, May 4, 2002

By	D. Duncan "Dave Duncan" (Victoria, BC, Canada) - See all my reviews (REAL NAME)

This review is from: Bones of the Earth (Hardcover)

Not another time-travel-dinosaur book? Ever since Ray Bradbury's "A Sound of Thunder," fifty years ago, and doubtless even before that, time travelers have been going back to the Mesozoic to mingle with dinosaurs. Well, yes, but this tale is told by Michael Swanwick, and that makes all the difference in the world, any world.

Swanwick is a virtuoso writer, equal to any in the genre. He has taken that hackneyed old theme and crafted something magical and compelling from it. His prose is as clear and prismatic as crystal, his characters are maddeningly complex. As for the paradoxes that bedevil time travel, which most dabblers in the Mesozoic sweep under the moss, Swanwick rolls them all up in a ball and clobbers us with them. He revels in them. He skirts the edge of farce with them, yet he spins us along in a rollicking page-turner of a yarn that ultimately comes to a poignant and deeply logical ending.

He is up to date with all the latest thoughts on dinosaurs and throws in some marvelous ecological speculations for good measure. Go there and breathe the air of the Mesozoic; hear it, feel it, smell it.

After one career as a geologist and another as a professional writer, I do feel competent to review this particular book. I found it extremely satisfying. I cannot recommend it more highly.

7 of 7 people found the following review helpful:

4.0 out of 5 stars Worth engaging the complexity, June 15, 2003

By	C. Gilbert "frumiousb" (Amsterdam, the Netherlands) - See all my reviews (TOP 100 REVIEWER)    (REAL NAME)

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Swanwick is one of my favorite writers working in science fiction/fantasy-- I have been a fan since I read the Iron Dragon's Daughter. His novels often do not cross over into being more popular successes, largely (I believe) due to the complexity of his plots and characters.

I agree with the reviewer who said that Bones of the Earth is the most accessible Swanwick novel to date. However, it still requires some attention and careful reading to get the full rewards of the book, particularly as it relates to the time travel aspects. This is not a bad thing, however, as Swanwick's ability to handle complexity allows him to create one of the best imaginings of time travel available to date in speculative fiction.

Well worth reading.

6 of 6 people found the following review helpful:

4.0 out of 5 stars Be patient -- reading this book is worth the effort!, June 12, 2005

By	Michael K. Smith (Gonzales, Louisiana) - See all my reviews (TOP 500 REVIEWER)

This review is from: Bones of the Earth (Hardcover)

Swanwick is a gifted, provocative writer (I loved _The Iron Dragon's Daughter_), but he can also be challenging and not terribly forgiving of the reader; you have to pay attention. Several times in the first third of this book, I nearly gave it up as a bad job. (Even terrific writers have bad days.) But I reconsidered and decided to be patient, and I'm glad I was. I'm a fan of time-travel plots, but the skeins of causality and chronology are incredibly tangled here. The subjects are paleontologists -- bone-hunters -- who have suddenly been invited by the Pentagon, in the year 2012, to join in an intensely secret project to study first-hand the dinosaurs, ranging over a period of several hundred million years, via the time travel technology to which they inexplicably have access. I thought, "What?" Does anyone believe the government, least of all the military, couldn't come up with more important (to them) uses for time travel than pure scientific research? (Patience; all will be revealed.) The author does a brilliant job of letting the major characters develop in wholly believable ways, of showing how a changing combination of personality and circumstances can produce highly varied results. Because everyone exists in several different "plies," different timelines, depending on decisions made or not made. Richard Leyster, not always the most brilliant scientist but a very, very good paleontologist nevertheless, is the most sympathetic. Gertrude Salley, on the other hand, can be positively loathsome in her selfish arrogance and manipulative attitude toward the world -- but she has a purpose in the story, too, and she's not all bad. Griffin, the consummate bureaucrat, is the most complex and to some extent the least understandable -- but that's the kind of person he is. Apart from the fascinatingly complex human interactions which alone would make this a very readable book, Swanwick knows and communicates a great deal about the way science works and how scientists think, plus shrewd speculation about saurian behavior. The jargon and overuse of taxonomy is a bit overwhelming at first -- but this is also deliberate, to immerse the reader in the paleontologists' mental universe. And he also gets in his licks at the religious fanaticism of faith-oriented thinking, so alien to the scientific mind, by convincingly (and chillingly) describing the terrorist activities and mind-set of "deep creationists" -- anti-evolutionists so convinced of their sole access to Truth, they construct a jihad and throw bombs. (Yes, there really are people like that in contemporary American society, plenty of them.) What I first was afraid would represent a narrative failure turned out to be one of this author's most affecting books. Read it.