Michael Valdivieso, in his five-star amazon.com review of The Jupiter Theft, said it as well as anybody: “Donald Moffitt just can’t write about tiny things.” Indeed, Moffitt’s concepts dwarf our vocabulary for huge. Colossal, gigantic, immense, mammoth, good words one and all. But they still don’t touch his vision. Astronomical – yes, now we’re getting somewhere. That word seems consonant with the idea of capturing a gaseous planet to use as fuel. Astronomical. That’s Donald Moffitt and that’s The Jupiter Theft.

This book, Moffitt’s first, was a discovery of the legendary Judy-Lynn Del Rey, and her editorial exchanges with the author, exploring the science behind this tale of a vast alien convoy sweeping inexorably into our solar system, displayed a mind as far-ranging as the author’s.

Moffitt himself is as modest as his mind is cosmic. Had he promoted himself, or had his publishers promoted him, aggressively, he’d have swept a lot of major awards for this and his subsequent novels, all of which E-Reads is in the process of rereleasing.

Read The Jupiter Theft and let me know if I missed any adjectives.

– Richard Curtis

Above photo of Jupiter from NASA’s Voyager 1 mission.