The Dream of Perpetual Motion, by Dexter Palmer, 352 pagesI really didn't care for this book- I saw it on some "best of" new fiction by African American novelists and I thought it would be appropriate for Black History Month. But it was kind of disappointing. The idea is that Harry is trapped on a zeppelin, haunted by the voice of Miranda, the woman he loves, and taunted by the memories of Prospero, her father/robot-maker/crazy guy/corpse. It tries to take elements of The Tempest, and steampunk fiction, and robots and throw it into a work of science-fiction; but it just didn't do anything for me.
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