David Louis Edelman
Geosynchron
'Geosynchron' trade paperback cover

At the Edge of Reality Lies Madness.

David Louis Edelman’s business science fiction saga that began with Infoquake and MultiReal comes to a stunning conclusion with Geosynchron. The quest for the truth will lead to the edges of civilization, from the tumultuous society of the Pacific Islands to the lawless orbital colony of 49th Heaven. When the smoke clears, Natch must make the ultimate decision — whether to save a world that has scorned and discarded him, or to save the only person he has ever loved: himself. Available Now.

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Praise for Geosynchron

#4 on Pat’s Fantasy Hotlist’s Top 10 SFF Books of 2010
#5 on Bookgasm’s 5 Best Sci-Fi Books of 2010
#9 on Barnes & Noble Explorations’ Best Science Fiction Releases of 2010
On SFFWorld’s Top 5 SF Novels of the Year 2010

“This smart, idiosyncratic blend of cyberpunk, libertarian entrepreneurship, and social engineering will, I think, stand as a seminal work of 21st century SF.”
Locus

“Takes the series one level higher, beyond mundanity to true sense-of-wonder SF, so it finally plays on the level of the masters of modern SF… An A+ and so far the best core-SF novel I’ve read in 2010.”
Fantasy Book Critic

“The Jump 225 trilogy is a must-read, an instant classic and a work of SF that will help define this first decade of the 21st century, and could cast a long shadow for many years to come.”
SFFWorld

More Praise for Geosynchron

Excerpt: The Prisoners

Margaret Surina is rejuvenated.

She hovers wraithlike in the thin membrane between existence and nothingness. Skin the olive tinge of the Indian subcontinent, robe a billowing tent of blue and green, fingers long and precise as praying mantises. Hair tar black but streaked with white, manifestation of the paradox behind those sapphire eyes.

That Natch can see her at all is miracle enough. In this place he has no eyes, no face, no corporeal presence whatsoever. It is a cocoon of pure mind, where there are no points on the compass and where even time loops upon itself and disappears in a dizzying spiral of infinite improbability. Here in this place, Margaret is merely a perception of a perception, like an awareness or a manufactured memory.

Natch wants to ask her, Don’t you realize you’re dead?

Read chapters 1–8 online…