Moon Over Brendle

The Dust tells the story…

1968, Lancashire: It is Joe Sutter’s last summer before going to secondary school.His world is like ours but beyond and beside what we know is Greot; a vast swirlingrainbow of many-coloured dust. It settles on the dead, it swathes cities and fields.Joe is one of the few who have the gift of always being able to see it. But no one knows what Greot is. Is it the trillion-eyed god? The history of everything told grain-by-grain? Prophecy? The magic of creativity?

Joe can’t know; all he wants to do is draw comics and listen to music. Then one day, as the moon rises over Brendle hill, he meets an old writer of pulp SF books who is determined to pass on the power and joy of telling stories. And everything changes. Decades later Joe is a successful SF novelist, and the time has come to tell his story and about how Greot coloured everything.

“Jeff Noon is one of our few true visionaries” Warren Ellis

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