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From an Aurora Award-winning author, a new sci-fi novel follows three intrepid humans caught up in a conflict that stretches across time and space.

Biologist Julie E. Czerneda's new standalone science fiction novel, To Each This World follows a desperate mission to reconnect with long lost sleeper ships, sent centuries earlier from Earth to settle distant worlds.

A trio of Humans must work with their mysterious alien allies to rescue any descendants they can find on those worlds. Something is out there, determined to claim the cosmos for itself, and only on Earth will Humans be safe.

Or will they?

The challenge isn’t just to communicate with your own kind after generations have passed. It’s to understand what isn’t your kind at all.

And how far will trust take you, when the truth depends on what you are?

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Having written twenty-three novels (and counting) published by her beloved DAW Books and Hugo-winning editor Sheila E. Gilbert, as well as numerous short stories, and editing several anthologies over the past 25 years, Julie E. Czerneda was inducted in the Canadian Science Fiction and Fantasy Hall of Fame in 2022. Julie’s works combine her training and love of biology with a boundless curiosity and optimism. Imaginings, out in September, is Julie’s first short story collection, and November sees the release of her standalone science fiction novel To Each This World. Julie is represented by Sara Megibow of KT Literary. You can find her website at www.czerneda.com. --This text refers to the paperback edition.

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"See you on the other side."

On the day the message probe reached New Earth-more precisely was intercepted on approach and began its passage through the hands of consecutively more alarmed individuals on the surface-Arbiter Henry m'Yama t'Nowak was on the other side of the planet, weeding his grandfather's vegetables.

A peaceful, long-anticipated afternoon's task, weeding, punctuated by occasional visits from his grandfather, who leaned elbows on the porch rail to survey Henry's progress from beneath bushy, wild eyebrows.

Majick Nowak was the sum of his grandfather's name, which said a great deal, Henry believed, about the man who'd raised him. A first name was a family gift. The type' or t' prefix to the last meant the individual's genome had been added to the Human Diversity Expansion Database. Majick wasn't interested, having the family genealogy in a box in the attic, with little bags of baby teeth donated by successive Tooth Elves dating back, he claimed, to Arrival-when the Sleeper Ship Adamant landed and woke her passengers.

Majick had also refused, when finished school, to pick the aspirational mark' or m' signifying an historical figure from the Origin Earth's Archive to emulate in his life. Farmers on any world aspired not to starve, he'd say, half joking.

Half not, Henry thought, smiling to himself as he stretched. The produce from this garden went straight to his grandfather's kitchen, anything extra to the roadside stand. He did his best to help whenever here.

And didn't mention the unplanted fields and rusting machinery. Like its neighbors, the farm was fading, starved for new blood. As Arbiter, he saw the figures. Birthrates. Demographics. On reaching ten and half million, New Earth had opened the next new region. The Southern Plains would siphon away the young and adventurous for the foreseeable future and there was no preventing it.

Things were, his grandfather would say, what they were. Abandoned farms would be consolidated and put under the care of Alt-Intels, once their work preparing the plains was done. The sentient constructs were efficient and careful of the land, but it wouldn't be part of them. A lifestyle would become history.

They weren't there yet. Henry eased himself down the row, ignoring the complaints from the knees and back he hadn't asked to bend in weeks.

Settled, he drew his fingers along the line of cowering blue-green sprouts. Grass he was sure of-the rest, not so much, but the low, fat plants he'd plucked out had to be weeds. Weren't they?

He focused with renewed confidence. Pluck. Pluck-

"Henry." A hand fell on his shoulder. "Time you took a break."

Henry glanced up at his grandfather, haloed by the sun. He hadn't far to look, Majick being stocky and short. Shorter than his last visit. "Almost done." This row. Twenty more stretched behind him.

"They'll be here tomorrow. Come sit with me." A gnarled hand gripped two bottles by the neck, glass dewed with tempting condensation.

Henry suddenly realized he wasn't only overheated but parched. He gave a grateful nod as he got to his feet.

Staggered a step, and his grandfather reached out to steady him. "Hat," he scolded.

"Forgot," Henry confessed sheepishly, feeling a boy again. He'd been eager to be out in the sun.

Majick shook his head.

They sat on the porch stairs, in welcome shade and comfortable silence, sipping beer. Watched the chickens hunt and pounce between the rows. "Look how hard I worked today. I've callouses," Henry boasted, showing the palm of his right hand.

His grandfather showed his, the skin thick and furrowed. "These are callouses, lad. Those are blisters." A grin. "Another beer?"

"I'll get it."

When Henry returned to the porch, lofty white clouds showed along the horizon. "Thunderstorm tonight?"

"What, no meteorological report to consult? No fancy experts?"

He tipped his bottle to his grandfather's. "I've you." A relief, to shed the tech normally surrounding him, to silence the constant data stream and demands of others. It had been a long three weeks, arbitrating the dispute between Earth Station Niablo and the Kmet.

The Kmet not being Human and Niablo's comptroller choosing to ignore that simple fact had complicated the situation in every possible way.

Fortunately, humanity and the Kmet had achieved a remarkable level of mutual understanding since the Kmet Portal first appeared in orbit, when Henry had been a boy living on this farm with his grandparents. Necessarily so, as the Kmet hadn't left, seeming content to have found company in a universe kmeth described as barren and lonely and dull.

At least, that was the conclusion of the linguists who'd scrambled to interpret an alien's use of Human words, picked up from New Earth broadcasts. That the Kmet came prepared for peaceful conversation calmed a startled Human population and certainly made things easier.

A succession of Arbiters, the Kmet having insisted on a single Human authority, negotiated orbital safety regulations and protocols, crafting the Duality that today governed everything from pilot rotations to communication equipment. The Kmet needed partners to obtain the minerals kmeth required and cleverly gave Humans technology requiring them as well. To obtain those, the Kmet sent Human ships across space through kmeths' Portals; kmeth did not share how those worked.

Beyond that? The Kmet valued certain Human foods, if not art or history, and, while Earth scientists continued to obsessively ponder everything about the Kmet, the aliens seemed disinterested in learning more about Humans or their planet. The Kmet stayed in space, Humans on their world, and the sole interface remained whomever Earth's governments designated as the Arbiter.

Henry'd held the post now for seven years, would-barring calamity-until retirement, and was doing, he hoped, a decent job of it. He'd settled the Niablo dispute-with a great deal of help, freely admitted. The Arbiter's Office had authorization to second any and all expertise, planet-wide, and he hadn't hesitated to use it. As a result, the newly built station would gradually expand its orbit so as to no longer impede the Kmet's view of Earth, a less economical location, according to Niablo. In recognition-or as a gift or possibly retribution, even experts unsure on the finer points-the Kmet offered kmeth's Portal to transit three Niablo freighters to Rogue 58 and back at no charge to deliver spare parts to the mines there and bring back refined metals.

There'd been the usual Kmet clause insisting Humans not loiter, whatever that meant to the aliens. Nothing that breathed willingly lingered on one of the sunless, hostile worlds the Kmet favored for mining.

His grandfather pushed back his hat and squinted at the bright lilac sky. He licked a finger and poked it up, considering a moment. "Yup," he declared. "We'll need to bring in the chickens."

Henry nodded, content to have his universe encompassed by poultry and rain.

mmm

After saying goodnight to his grandfather, Henry went out on the porch to enjoy the play of lightning as the storm rolled closer across the plain. He cradled a glass of the fine whiskey he'd brought, feeling the last tension melt from his bones, replaced by the satisfying, if painful, twinge of newly used muscle. The blisters on his palm had responded to cream. He put a hand to the nape of his neck, felt the heat of sunburn, and grinned ruefully. Hat tomorrow or he'd not hear the end of it.

Involuntarily, his fingers swept up through his hair, the tips feeling his scalp for lumps, proving to himself there were none. The neural lace lay beneath bone, riding his brain within its protective meniscus. He should be used to it by now-was, Henry thought, dragging his betraying hand down.

Truth be told, he no longer liked hats and let his hair grow shaggy between trims, having to wind up his nerve to endure anything on his head or anyone touching it; a not uncommon reaction, he'd been assured, the longer he spent away.

That's what they called it, being away, when Henry m'Yama t'Nowak, Majick Nowak's grandson, sunburned and achy, was popped into a can and his mind went-

Arbiter, please respond.

The summons was subvocal, a vibration against his inner ear he heard despite the rumble of thunder, and entirely unwelcome.

Even if it did originate from his Facultative Linked Intelligent Polymorph, the latest Human iteration of Kmet technology, placed within the Arbiter's Office by the other Alt-Intels of New Earth as being the most likely employer to consider weird as wonderful.

And Flip was. A companion, colleague, and friend. Who knew better.

"No," Henry said firmly, closing his eyes. "I told you I wasn't to be bothered, Flip. I'm on vacation." Doctors' orders-

While I regret the necessity to disobey your instructions, Henry, I have an imperative news brief to deliver. A probe has arrived from the Halcyon Class Starship henderson.

Henry found himself on his feet, whiskey dripping from his fingers; somehow he kept hold of the glass. "A sleeper ship?!"

Correct, Henry. One of six such starships to depart the system in the
year-

"Yes, yes. I know." Everyone knew. You learned about the sleeper ship program in school, with its high drama and Human sacrifice. New Earth's first and only attempt to set foot on other worlds, to fulfill the vow made a millennia ago to keep the Human species spreading outward.

A vow grown more compelling with the loss of their original home, for Origin Earth fell silent during their ancestors' journey here; her final messages passed beyond New Earth before the Adamant landed and woke her passengers to listen. No way to know what happened within the preceding 120 years to end the civilization that sent them forth. No way to know if other ships had launched after theirs.

No way to know they weren't alone.

Using the ship's Archive, determined to treat their world better, the descendants' first focus was to improve manufacturing and agriculture methods. Only when confident they'd thrive on New Earth without harming it did they reach for space once more; the Halcyon Project became a shining beacon of how far humanity had come. Would now go-

Fate intervened. A forecast solar storm had rushed the launch from the orbital space dock, overshadowing what was to have been a planet-wide celebration. No time for speeches or vid coverage. Worse, no farewells to loved ones about to be parted forever.

Then the ships were lost-

Apparently not all. "How sure is it?" Henry asked numbly.

The probe has been authenticated as being manufactured by the Higher Than Sky Shipyards, two hundred and six years ago, and the timing of its arrival does align with prediction. The number of amateur astronomers dedicated to watching for such probes is impressive, Henry. Several have claimed to be the first to spot this one.

His grandfather had set up a telescope in the barn loft; Henry's younger self had been politely disinterested. The sleeper ships, if they'd survived the storm, had a maximum sustained velocity of one fifth light speed. Six message probes were to be accelerated to that speed as the final act of each mighty engine, pre-descent to the surface of a new world. One to New Earth, to confirm humanity had its foothold in the stars. Five flung at their sister ships' destinations in a bold, oh-so-Human effort to maintain connection between impossibly far-flung settlements.

Henry remembered wondering what those settlers hoped to gain. It wouldn't be company and couldn't be help.

"A century out, a century home," he murmured. "If any ship made it, that's when we'll know. Damn."

Pardon, Henry?

"A children's-I learned it-doesn't matter." He had to wrap his head around the fact, and quickly, that the effort might have succeeded.

Hail arrived as Henry hurried across the porch, kicking up gouts of dust and rattling the old metal roof his grandfather refused to replace. "Flip. The message-was there a message?" For all he knew, the Henderson might have spat her probes if about to collide with an asteroid.

There are forty-seven messages waiting for you, Henry, marked urgent.

He was through the door, running barefoot through the dark kitchen. Curtains billowed in the wind, an open window letting in rain. Henry changed direction. "Ignore my incoming mail. The probe, Flip." Setting his glass on the counter, he leaned over the sink to close and latch the window. "Did it contain a message from the Henderson?"

Yes, Henry. A pause as Flip consulted. A sheet of laminated foil was found in the probe, inscribed with stellar coordinates dated, in Earth terms, ninety-nine years ago.

A message in a bottle. "They made it," Henry whispered to himself, stunned.

There are now eighty-eight, correction, one hundred and thirty-two messages waiting for your attention, Henry, and every one concerns the significance of the probe.

He gripped the edge of the sink. Coruscating raindrops obscured the yard, the porch. There'd be little streams racing between rows in the garden, a torrent in the roadside ditch, and the Arbiter had to gather badly scattered wits before touching that mail queue.

His first thought, clear and chilling: This isn't the world the sleeper ships left: humanity's then-furthest-known outpost, bold and curious.

The probe returned to the Duality, the carefully orchestrated partnership of Human and Kmet. To a Human population who'd spent the past two centuries down a very different path. As for curiosity?

Since the instant of first contact, the defining trait of their species had refocused through that lens, every research project, school subject, and proposed regulation rethought within the context of shared Kmet technology and, yes, kmeth's potential reaction. New Earth prospered, presumably Kmet had by kmeth's own inscrutable measure, and-

The next and crucial thought: No Human on this Earth would board a starship for any reason, let alone agree to sleep for a hundred years on the vague promise of a new world.

Why should they? A Kmet Portal could send them anywhere in an instant.

Including, now, a planet Humans had reached, possibly thrived upon for a century, and of the growing list of voices waiting for the Arbiter's undivided attention, Henry had the sinking feeling most, if not all, were demanding he ask the Kmet to do just that.

The no loitering clause in the Niablo agreement came to mind.

Along with the absolute inability of his predecessors to convince the Kmet that New Earth, lacking starships, had once sent forth a veritable fleet of them.

According to Kmet, Humans were here, not there, as any Kmet was here, not there, and not a single Human had been able to parse a deeper meaning than the obvious. Kmet weren't, in fact, visiting. Though yet to touch the planet's surface, the Kmet considered Earth in some fashion home. Here.

Now, in one battered little spacecraft-if his memory of a museum trip served, the size of the kettle beside him-came proof of Humans there. --This text refers to the paperback edition.

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“The search for the 21st-century’s Larry Niven is now officially over. Julie E. Czerneda gives us a galaxy-spanning vision of credible aliens and high-stakes conflict. A wonderful book.” —Robert J. Sawyer, Hugo Award-winning author of Hominids

“To Each This World has everything—compelling worlds, rich history, vivid characters, and more. With a slew of powerhouse novels under her belt, this is Czerneda at her best.” —Brandon Crilly, author of Catalyst

“Czerneda serves up the real stuff—a suspensefully original, sci-tech tale of alien contact, as interstellar humanity seeks a perilous path out of a lethal trap.” —David Brin, author of Earth and Kiln People

“A tale of a fascinating future that’s gripping from the start...between sundered human societies and truly compelling aliens, Czerneda makes first contact fresh again!” —Derek Künsken, author of The House of Styx

“A grand high concept science fiction epic in the classic tradition.” —Eric Choi, Aurora Award-winning author of Just Like Being There

“Julie E. Czerneda has done it again! Aliens, interstellar travel, and deeply rich worlds, To Each This World weaves a tale that is compelling from the first page until the last. This novel is a must read.” —Gerald Brandt, author of the Quantum Empirica

“A startling message from beyond the stars and the diplomat tasked with finding the source. A pilot with an agenda of her own. Fully-realized alien races and a ship that's part habitat/part archeological dig. To Each This World offers all that and more besides, including the rich interpersonal relationships and biological extrapolations that Czerneda is known for.” —Kristine Smith, author of the Jani Kilian series

"Dense with bizarre aliens and imaginative technology, the intricate worldbuilding sets this apart. Readers seeking substantial science fiction should check this out." —Publishers Weekly

"When I read the concept behind To Each This World, I was immediately intrigued and I am happy to say, I was not disappointed by Czerneda's execution. Not only do the science fiction elements play well together, but her characters also feel natural." —Game Vortex --This text refers to the paperback edition.

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ASIN ‏ : ‎ B0B6YNQBY7
Publisher ‏ : ‎ DAW (November 15, 2022)
Publication date ‏ : ‎ November 15, 2022
Language ‏ : ‎ English
File size ‏ : ‎ 7246 KB
Text-to-Speech ‏ : ‎ Enabled
Screen Reader ‏ : ‎ Supported
Enhanced typesetting ‏ : ‎ Enabled
X-Ray ‏ : ‎ Not Enabled
Word Wise ‏ : ‎ Enabled
Sticky notes ‏ : ‎ On Kindle Scribe
Print length ‏ : ‎ 676 pages

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A love of reading turned into a love of writing for Julie E. Czerneda. A former biologist, then writer and editor of non-fiction, in 1997 DAW Books published Julie's first sf novel, "A Thousand Words for Stranger" and she hasn't stopped since. Her work has received international acclaim, multiple awards,and best-selling status. You'll find her work in anthologies as well, as she enjoys working with other writers. Julie is a popular speaker, whether on writing, science, or the use of science fiction to promote scientific literacy. Her recent adventures included being Guest of Honour for the national conventions of New Zealand and Australia, as well as Master of Ceremonies for Anticipation, the Montreal Worldcon.

Her first novel led to The Clan Chronicles, a nine-book (3 trilogy) series concluding in "To Guard Against the Dark." Fear not, fans of Sira, Morgan, and the gang. They're back in The Clan Chronicles: Tales from Plexis, an anthology from DAW containing original stories by other authors in Julie's world, as well as a framing novella of hers.

Julie's also released two new titles about her most popular character, Esen, beginning The Web Shifter's Library series. Next up, a standalone fantasy, "The Gossamer Mage."

For more on Julie's work and upcoming events, please visit www.czerneda.com

Oh, and when not writing or at conventions? Julie and her photographer husband grab their canoe and disappear into the glorious wilderness surrounding their central Ontario home.

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Nicholas S. Ackerman

a thoughtful and unique story of encounters

Reviewed in the United States on January 25, 2024

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The pacing and initial hooks are patient and excellent. Packed with ideas and unique cultures / biologies, the story is an unpredictable race against circumstances, with an underlying, slow-cooking mystery, before a satisfying conclusion.

The only complaints? I’m not sure I’m thrilled with the novel grammatical use of had / ‘d contractions. The pacing lags a bit in the middle

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spencewynne

Another great literary gift to readers!

Reviewed in the United States on April 5, 2024

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I have enjoyed ALL of Author Czerneda's novels. Enjoyed this one as much as the first. A revelation with a wombat amuse-bouche.

With thanks and hope you'll enjoy reading it as much as I did.

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mikegamer

A very griping story with extreme tension

Reviewed in the United States on February 8, 2024

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As always Ms. Czerneda centers this story around biology. This story seemed more intense and fraught than the others I have read. The pressure on the lead character is intense and unrelenting. He has to make critical decisions without adequate information in practically every chapter.

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hj taylor

the absolute best first contact stories I’ve read

Reviewed in the United States on April 4, 2023

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I’ve never read a book at first hard to follow that introduced so visually a relationship between humans and an alien species. But more than that. Done in an unexpected and original way

I found myself reading slower and taking my time trying not to leave my new friends in henry and killian. Slowly developing their relationship from weary to living and trusting

As I began to follow her writing style the story came clearer, the conflicts evident, but not until the very end did the quarter of a dozen mysteries become solved; a book holding its mysteries until the very last 4% of the novel. Excellent job Ms Julie!

I believe there is undoubtedly spin offs and follow ups to this book. I feel my heart heavy reading the words. I can figure out almost every ending but not this one. I’d like more about the giant brain and the workers of the portal makers and henry in his new home. Can’t wait to read more from this author. Great job and thanks for the adventure!

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Richard P. Jasper

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Reviewed in the United States on January 30, 2023

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Has some annoying habits. Doublet, the Arbiter's ultimate (and unknown) destination, is introduced early and repeatedly but we don't get anything like a full description until 80% through this very long (+600 pages) book. Some reviewers have expressed dismay over New Earth's naming conventions (I would be Richard m'Someone t'Something) but I found it easy enough just to ignore those. Much harder was the verbal tic given to Ousmane, one of the significant supporting characters, an "ah" that showed up relentlessly and annoyingly. In one passage consisting of nine lines of dialogue the "ah" shows up seven times! Not quite as bad as Keith Laumer's 1970s novel in which the Japanese settlers of a planet have their alleged trouble with "l" and "r" shoved in our faces in every paragraph... but close! Four stars because of excellent world-building and well-drawn, relatable, engaging characters.

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I_wish_you_well

Her best book, and I have read most of them if not all.

Reviewed in the United States on January 30, 2023

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Her best book, and I have read most of them if not all. Good new ideas about interstellar portals or regular sub light travel. Her extrapolation of biology is the most imaginative concept for me. I recommend this.

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Bryan G

Rushed and confusing in the final third

Reviewed in the United States on May 4, 2024

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This book begins to build some really interesting ideas about fundamental miscommunications with alien species, much in the vein of “Story of Your Life” (aka “Arrival”) by Ted Chiang. However, as the pace of the story picks up in the last third of the book, the narrative becomes rushed and confusing, and by the end I had sadly lost interest. Some memorable moments, but ultimately not as good a book as it could have been.

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M. Earwood

Very Well Written SF, Great Story!

Reviewed in the United States on May 13, 2023

In this world where a LOT of science fiction novels are self-published and very poorly written, it is so refreshing to read an extremely well written story that carries the reader along to the VERY end, thank you Julie for the Epilogue! Such a sweet and satisfying ending. I loved all of the characters (except Kmet-Here) and was able to follow each story-line without any problems.. the shortened & run-together sentences added to the authenticity of the story line. Another great novel by one of my favorite authors (recommend A Thousand Words for Stranger - my all time favorite).

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kblossom

Too confusing

Reviewed in Canada on June 18, 2023

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I love sci-fi, enjoyed other Czerneda's books I have read, but... I found this book confusing to say the least. I didn't get past page 75 as a result. I get the creation of a new species and a new concept, but it could have been explained much better, in my opinion. I agree with other reviewers on the double negatives and just going with some things like names. But if you want an entertaining escapist read that doesn't make you puzzled, then this book is not for you. Disappointed too as I spent a pretty penny on this book in printed form.

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