Seveneves is, in my opinion (and I know it’s not necessarily the opinion of all) the result of a brilliant writer surrounded by editors unwilling or unable to tell him to stop, rewrite, condense, or anything else an editor is supposed to do with a book. Neal Stephenson seems to have heard my challenge in advance, and written a book that seems to go out of its way to prevent someone from finishing it. But I have had a horrifying tendency to not finish Stephenson’s more recent, and more mammoth books of late, and when Seveneves finally arrived on my doorstep, I made a silent pledge not to do the same thing again. I have been a fan of Neal Stephenson’s writing for a while now, and at least two of his works can easily be brought to mind when someone asks me for something brilliant.
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