[A] stellar and sweeping science fiction novel that is part cosmic comedy and part dirge to our dying world ... Unferth has honed a narrative voice that falls somewhere between mystic, stand-up comedian and fairy-tale teller. There are frequent funny asides and philosophical musings ... Unferth writes with haunting beauty about our reckless destruction ... A celebration as much as a lamentation
Presents apocalypse as a process, not so much catastrophic as incidental ... Recalls Kurt Vonnegut’s Cat’s Cradle or Carolyn See’s Golden Days. In Earth 7, as in those novels, Armageddon is less an end point than a punctuation, an ellipsis of a kind ... Unferth illuminates if not a pathway to redemption then one in which meaning may be uncovered. That this meaning is temporary, insufficient, is what makes it so profound ... Vivid and unexpected.
