I got Ian Tregillis’s The Milkweed Triptych about a decade or so back; it’s alternate history time-travel cosmic horror that really does need to be read in order. I enjoyed it immensely, and am in fact re-reading it, now that the coronavirus is forcing me to finally clean the damned basement. We’re excavating wonders down there, people! WONDERS*.
So check it out. Fair warning, though: it’s grim. The whole thing is pretty damned grim.
Moe Lane
*Including a pile of old notebooks that I nearly threw away before I remembered that my biographers wouldn’t thank me for that.