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Lost Moon book. Read 11 reviews from the world's largest community for readers. Peo Haskell went to the moon intending to be the first woman to walk on t.
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• 'For All Mankind' to Launch Alternate Space Race on Apple TV+
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• Summaries and Excerpts: Lost moon : the perilous voyage of Apollo 13 / Jim Lovell & Jeffrey Kluger.

Legal clauses aside, viewers are quickly introduced to the likes of Deke Slayton Chris Bauer and Gene Kranz Eric Ladin in a Mission Control that could easily pass for the newly-restored historic landmark in real-life Houston. Apollo 10 still flies a full-up dress rehearsal for a lunar landing, doing everything but touching down on the moon — a mission plan that is eyed more critically in the wake of a "Red Moon" — but the crew of the lunar module Snoopy are the fictitious Ed Baldwin and Gordo Stevens Joel Kinnaman and Michael Dorman.

I felt like the writing was so deep and had enough layers for me to just base my character on the writing, and then I filled in the emotional blanks myself," said Kinnaman. The blending of reality and alternate reality can be distracting, at least at first, if you know the real history. There is a temptation to try to fit the pieces together, to determine where the events of "For All Mankind" diverged from the events as you know them.

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But it is in that divergence where the series can also soar. The world never knew why. In this 3,word companion story to the novel Girl on the Moon, we find out the truth about what went wrong with Peo's mission. Not since Apollo 13 had a mission to the moon aborted without landing. Did Peo "have a problem?

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• Lost Moon: A Girl on the Moon Story.

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More filters. Sort order. Jan 19, Empress Reece Hooked on Books rated it did not like it Shelves: zzexpread , novella , sci-fi , outer-space. You've got to be kidding me. I just used my free book of the month for this and the story was, at best, about 10 pages long. It took me a whole 5 minutes to read. I was just saying too how Girl on the Moon was loaded with material, if that's how this book was, it wouldn't be so bad but it wasn't like that at all- essentially nothing happened.

I feel cheated lol- What a rip off! Jul 23, Richard rated it it was ok.

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Too short , leaves too many questions unanswered. Would not recommend. Buy Girl on the Moon, it's a good book and provides most of the answers. It also adds a few new twists. Fun book to read. Jul 03, john calkin rated it liked it. I was expecting a short story, but not one so abbreviated.

I wouldn't have minded if a bit of material from Girl on the Moon had been used to make Lost Moon stand alone better. If Peo hadn't returned to Earth there would have been no "Girl" novels, but I didn't grasp from the short story how disappointed Peo must have been to change her plan to die on the moon or how jerked around she must have felt by her daughter. Mar 04, Sonya Connor rated it did not like it.

What a disappointment this was. The moon gave a start, as though affected by that gesture of theirs, and it seemed for an instant to recover its energy and to climb again. The circle of girls stood with their arms outstretched and their faces and breasts turned toward the moon. Was that what the moon had asked of them? Did it need them to support it in the sky? I did not have time to ponder this question. At that very moment the crane entered the scene. The crane had been designed and built by the authorities, who had decided to cleanse the sky of its inelegant encumbrance.

It came forward on its caterpillar treads, squat and stocky, just like a crab; and when it arrived at the place that had been prepared for the operation it seemed to become even more squat, to cling to the earth with all its surface. The winch spun quickly, and the crane raised its arm into the sky; nobody had believed that a crane with such a long arm could be built.

The moon was right there. For a second, it seemed as if the moon had crumbled like a meringue, but instead it rested there, half in and half out of the jaws of the bucket. Down came a shower the color of ashes. The crane now tried to drag the moon down out of its orbit. The winch had started to wind backward: at this point, the winding required a huge effort. It was only when the ash from the disintegrating moon rained down on their faces and breasts that they began to disperse.

Diana let out a sharp cry of lament. At that point, the imprisoned moon lost what little light it had left: it became a black, shapeless rock. Down below, the workmen had prepared a metal net, which was fixed to the ground with long nails, all around the space where the crane was slowly lowering its load. Once it was on the ground, the moon was a pockmarked, sandy boulder, so dull and opaque that it was incredible to think that it had once illuminated the sky with its shining reflection.

The jaws of the bucket opened; the bulldozer retreated on its caterpillar treads and almost flipped over as it was suddenly lightened of its load. The workmen were ready with the net: they wrapped it around the moon, trapping it between the net and the ground. The moon struggled in its straitjacket: a tremor like that of an earthquake caused avalanches of empty cans to slide down from the mountain of refuse. Then all was peaceful again. The now moonless sky was drenched with bursts of light from big lamps. But the darkness was already fading, anyway.

A low murmur resounded through the crater of terrestrial trash: the light of dawn revealed a swarm of living things slowly waking up. Among the discarded things lived a community of discarded people—people who had been marginalized, or who had willingly discarded themselves, people who had tired of racing all over the city to sell and buy new things that were destined to go instantly out of date, people who had decided that the things that had been thrown away were the only real riches of the world.

Encircling the moon, throughout the amphitheatre, these lanky figures stood or sat, their faces framed by beards or unkempt hair. It was a tatterdemalion or bizarrely dressed crowd, and in its midst were my naked Diana and all the girls from the night before. They came forward, and began to loosen the steel wires of the net from the nails that had been driven into the ground.

Following this moon that had been saved from the scrap heap, all the things and all the people who had been resigned to being tossed in a corner started on the road again, and swarmed toward the richest neighborhoods of the city. That morning, the city was celebrating Consumer Thanksgiving Day. This feast came around every year, on a day in November, and had been set up to allow shoppers to display their gratitude toward the god Production, who tirelessly satisfied their every desire.

The biggest department store in town organized a parade every year: an enormous balloon in the shape of a garishly colored doll was paraded through the main streets, pulled by ribbons that sequin-clad girls held as they marched behind a musical band.

That day, the procession was coming down Fifth Avenue: the majorette twirled her baton in the air, the big drums banged, and the balloon giant, representing the Satisfied Customer, flew among the skyscrapers, obediently advancing on leashes held by girls in kepis, tassels, and fringed epaulets, riding spangly motorcycles. At the same time, another parade was crossing Manhattan. The flaky, moldy moon was also advancing, sailing between the skyscrapers, pulled by the naked girls, and behind it came a line of beat-up cars and skeletons of trucks, amid a silent crowd that was gradually increasing in size.

Thousands of people joined the throng that had been following the moon since the early hours of the morning, people of all colors, whole families with children of every age, especially as the procession filed past the crowded black and Puerto Rican areas of Harlem. The lunar procession zigzagged around uptown, then started down Broadway, and came quickly and silently to converge with the other procession, which was dragging its balloon giant along Fifth Avenue. At Madison Square, one procession met the other; or, more precisely, the two became a single procession.