A complex and engrossing tale in the best "space-opera" traditions of Asimov, Norton, and Cherryh. Set against the Byzantine political backdrop of an interstellar trade consortium, the story explores metaphysical and quantum-physical themes of identity, interpersonal relations, and cultural assimilation through a well-woven third-person multi-threaded close-viewpoint approach.
The readers' minds'-eye alternately zooms in on the thoughts of individuals, pans out to capture multiple characters in tableau, and offers panoramic glimpses of the richly-detailed future world that Ms. Morris has so lovingly crafted for the reader. These shifts in perspective are generally handled with the adroit clarity and precision of an author at the height of her mastery. The prose is lyrical, moving, and attentive. The fictional milieu is well-realized, with a minimalist approach to exposition: there is no explanation for how the Earth became a primitive backwater of humanity; no history of mankind's colonization of the stars. Ms. Morris' solution to FTL interstellar travel is well-grounded in currently-accepted theories about astrophysics and quantum mechanics, while taking just enough believable leeway to get around time-dilation and all the narrative messiness that comes with it.
While firmly set within a traditional futuristic science-fiction milieu, Dream Dancer also comes with its own share of fantastical elements; whether this "magic" is truly supernatural and efficacious, scientifically possible, or merely superstitious remains a point of uncertainty throughout the work, depending on the viewpoint character in any given moment. The eponymous "dream dancing" and ship-pilot interface might be paranormal, pseudo-scientific telepathy, cybernetic enhancement, supernatural magic, superstitious hokum, or all of the above. The naive narrator/protagonist's quaint homespun protection charms might do nothing, but they agitate the environment to produce a visible effect. The uncertainty about these fantastical elements is reminiscent of Herbert's Dune (the Bene Gesserit sisterhood in particular), and the third of Arthur C. Clarke's famous three laws: "Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic."
The characters are distinct and deeply imagined for the readers' benefit. The number of major characters is substantial and somewhat daunting in the first third, but thereafter stabilizes. Ms. Morris carefully controls our experience of each character, presenting even the most despicably corrupt as greater-than-the-sum-of-parts: sympathetic and fully-realized characters with motivations and obligations familiar to any reader.
As I would expect from Ms. Morris, the plot and subplots are tightly-woven, with no loose ends left dangling. The pacing starts off slowly, but soon accelerates to light-speed, carrying the reader through to the end on a wave of "sponge-space" to arrive breathless and blinking at the end.
The ebook edition does suffer from an unfortunate number of typos, a few of which (a handful of missing words scattered here and there) are particularly jarring to the reader; however, this is not out of keeping with similar quality-control issues faced by most major publishers in the present day and age. Although unfortunate, these errors didn't prevent me from thoroughly enjoying this work (-0.5 stars).
There were moments in the pacing where I had the distinct impression that something had been left out in the editing. But by the end of the story, I couldn't have told you what they might have been. The various threads as presented came together into a satisfying whole, with no notion that anything was missing, or any stone had been left unturned, so -0.5 stars for one or two points of uneven editing.
Otherwise, this was a delightful and fulfilling read, highly recommended to any fan of classic Science-Fiction. I'm looking forward to the next book in the Kerrion Empire series.