_When a science-fantasy writer with a bent for stark realism—remember John Jakes’ chillingly somber DIRGE FOR THE SANE?—lifts a child prodigy to his shoulders and goes prancing about with chuckles of high glee we’re left a little stunned. But somber or joyous, a Jakes yarn has a magic all its own!_ =A child genius is like an atomic acorn. He can grow into a sturdy oak, or blow the lid off generally.=…
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