There is no “Galactic Empire” trilogy. There is in a sense, of course (you’re reading a review of book 1 now, after all!). But when The Stars, Like Dust was written, in 1951, it was intended neither as a prequel to The Pebble in the Sky, published the year before, nor as part of any kind of series whatsoever—let alone a “Galactic Empire” series. Nor, it is perhaps worth noting, does the novel make any mention of a “galactic empire.”
In 1961, Asimov’s first three adult science fiction novels—the novels now known as the Galactic Empire trilogy—were collected in a single omnibus volume, called Triangle. The Stars, Like Dust was placed last, though it is now considered first in the series, and was middle in publication order. The volume gives no indication that the novels it contains are a series, or about a galactic empire.
In the early 80s, Asimov returned to his Foundation and Robot series, writing sequels and prequels that integrated most of his science fiction novels into a single future history. Only then, so far as I can tell, did The Stars, Like Dust become a novel set in the early days of a Galactic Empire of which it makes no mention. When The Stars, Like Dust was reprinted in 1972, it was as a standalone novel; in 1983, shortly after Foundation’s Edge appeared, it had become—so the cover proudly declared—“a Galactic Empire novel.” Commercially speaking, it was a smart gambit. Would anyone still read this underwhelming early Asimov if it were sold as the stand-alone it is? I doubt it.
The Stars, Like Dust was Asimov’s second novel. It was also written after the Foundation trilogy. How is that possible? Foundation was written as a series of 8 short stories and novellas, published between 1942 and 1950. In the ‘50s, those stories, plus one final addition, were compiled into a trilogy of “novels.” All of which is to say, Asimov’s second novel was, in fact, written after his three most famous novels.
So where does all this leave us? Far be it from me to deny Isaac Asimov his fun; obviously, building out his early work into a single vast future history gave the man great pleasure as an old man. But I’m not sure coming at The Stars, Like Dust as part of an elaborate future history shared with legendary stories like Foundation does it any favors.
In tone and characterization, the novel is what we would now call “Young Adult” to the core. The main character just graduated from college and acts like a teenager from the first page to the last—except, of course, when he is being unrealistically clever, solving mysteries no adult could possibly unravel. The female lead is a 50s parody of a teenage girl, not without courage or intelligence or independence, but so obviously written by a man to be admired by boys that it makes her scenes hard to enjoy—especially knowing what a sexist asshole Asimov was in real life. Though, taken on its own terms, the novel is so dated it’s hard to feel bothered by the sexism in any serious way.
The truth is, in the last few years, I’ve started to develop something of a fascination for the masculinity of golden-age Science Fiction. The men who wrote these books had spent their formative years in sex-segregated institutions. Asimov attended Brooklyn Boys High School (coed 1975), Seth Low Junior College (closed 1936, never coed), Columbia University (coed 1983), and served in the Army (opened to women in 1948, albeit with a 2% cap at that time). Like other writers of his time, he wrote about gender as he’d experienced it; wrote so often about men living and working without women because those were worlds intimately known. That said, The Stars, Like Dust isn’t particularly interesting on that front. It’s not good enough, to be frank. Or honest enough.
Still, I don't regret reading it. The novel is great fun on its own terms. Stupid in some ways, silly in others, it’s also a real yarn, full of twists and turns. I would have loved it as a 12 year old.