A Space Between Worlds promises to be for the new generation what Atlas Shrugged was to an older generation. Not the story line as such, but the stretching, pulling and expanding of the readers knowingness, pushing the reader to the limit of former comfortable believing and being. Brilliant use of words, layering so many images, feelings, non-feelings and expectancy intricately crafted into each word flowing into intricately crafted sentences creating a world both familiar and new. What is real, made-up, previously experienced, waiting in the side-line, imagined or dreamed? Which is your world?
“How ignorant can you be? No matter the light, we all hide. We hide ourselves from the people we love, from strangers, from ourselves. How do you expect to show yourself to the world when you cannot show yourself to yourself? A mirror cannot lie. You sat in front of the mirror and denied the reflection you saw before you.”
Shanti with her masks, sadness and emptiness. Her world interwoven with Reno, Reno with the gift of the language of flowers, but the taste of decay and death in his mouth and Chandra, the keeper apart and together of people and worlds, dancing pixie-like between lines, worlds and lives. So many questions, so many worlds and the most fundamental and promising to provide the answer to all questions of questions: “What is your first memory?”.
A Space Between Worlds will take you on a journey never experienced before and leave with you questions answered and a million more blossoming with the blink of every new star born. Not an easy read but surely to become a favorite of those souls brave enough to take a dip and wade through the words, emotions and worlds created by JD Woodson.
“What has been forgotten will never be lost. The answers to the future lay in the sands of the past.”
A Space Between Worlds is brilliant tale on all levels.