Funny how the publisher of "Sea of Tranquility" goes out of their way to describe this book as anything but science fiction, which it absolutely is.

Actually, scratch that: it's not funny. It's infuriating, and it's a disservice not only to the author and to her readers but to science fiction writers who have written books with more interesting characters (and premises) than this book but who cannot be afforded the same marketing credentials as Emily St. John Mandel because she writes "literary fiction" (which, ahem, she does not, by her own admission).

Guess I shouldn't expect any better from the dried up bones of what is left of Knopf, another name in publishing that is a mere shadow of what it used to be.

Barf.