The Elsewhere Express by Samantha Sotto Yambao
4.35 rounded down to 4 🔮🔮🔮🔮orbs
Pub. Date: Jan. 20, 2026
Del Rey, Random House Worlds, Inklore
Lying on a park bench, midday, Norway….
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Orbs Prologue:
Onyx tendrils disseminate detrimental information upon my psyche. A gentle exfoliation of all that is positive, like the removal of dead skin from my face. Closing my wind-torn eyes, I slowly fall asleep. I find myself in the crevices and valleys of my own mind. Bottomless rivers of putrid self-loathing flow freely. Floating fearfully through rapids, I lazily look to the distance. Upon a flesh-colored ridge, a single circular illumination appears. The object surges closer; the brilliance of the light blinds me. The churning of something familiar, powerful, yet sleek: a train. Closing slowly to a sudden halt, an inconspicuous door opens where an auburn-haired woman invites me on board. “Minding the Gap,” I enter through the inviting sliding doors. Immediately, my senses are challenged; the aromatic scents of the finest quality float through the air. Nothing could contain my awe as I gazed out the opposite side window. Our landscape had changed; the bleakness had since been turned into a soft palette of beautiful pastel colors. Against the powder blue sky, fluffy pink clouds bounced at a relaxing pace. Those once sharp, pointy ridges were softly rounded into chartreuse, with smatterings of colorful, odd-shaped fauna completing the incredible scene. “What is this?” I stammered. “Welcome aboard the Elsewhere Express, Orb. Do you have a ticket?” curiously asks the conductor.
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Nuts & Bolts:
Burdened with protecting her ailing brother, Raya Sia forgoes personal dreams to help her brother, Jace, survive. An unthinkable event tarnishes Raya, one that changes the trajectory of her life forever, rendering her a failure within her own mind. Quentin Philips Jr., or rather Q, on the other hand, never escaped his dad’s fake smile. If the emotional trauma of his childhood wasn’t enough, Q, the artist, is going blind. What is true of both Raya and Q is that their lives are spiraling into darkness, and passions are being extinguished like a nighttime candle. In an unexpected chain of events, they both think they are taking a normal train home, but this circumstance lands them on a special voyage. Passengers' thoughts have built this magical train. With no destination in sight, the train wanders around aimlessly; however, those fears and anxieties have been stripped from the passengers, creating a most pleasant experience. There is one problem, that being a stowaway who is determined to destroy the vitality amongst the train cars. With the help of the conductors Lily and Rasmus, Q and Raya must help try to round up the stowaway to help save those aboard the Elsewhere Express. Author Samantha Sotto Yambao creates a majestic experience that will have readers reaching into their introspective bags for further self-examination.
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Orbs Pros:
Ambitious and creative! An unbelievable visceral experience. Yambao’s writing is magical; the world with which the reader is left to play is awe-inspiring. Q and Raya’s characters are well conceived, bringing a plethora of emotion throughout the book.
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Orbs Cons:
Complex! Numerous ideas roll around loosely for the reader to corral, thus bringing a slight sense of confusion. I kept flipping through my mental Rolodex of the train rules and their subsequent impact on the storyline. This stunted my ability to always enjoy the lush landscapes created by Yambao.
Highly Recommended!
Chaotic/Excellent! This novel should be experienced by everyone who has experienced internal strife and found it difficult to escape the negativity that it often brings. Reminding us to let go of those emotions dragging us down, this novel seeks to enlighten and remind us that we all have special gifts to offer the world. In closing, I will add that in my 40+ years of reading, never once have I shed a tear, until now!
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Orbs Epilogue:
A ticket appeared in my pocket. Where it came from, I have no idea, but I handed it to the conductor. After further instructions, I was to go to a different car for an orientation. In the meantime, I wandered through floating picture frames, masquerading as doorways. Opening to various other places along the train, each one left me more speechless. Songs, with wings like birds, flew along beaches, helping repair those things in need. One particular place was the train’s lost and found, where shoes and cellphones rained down from the sky, and mounds of shiny jewelry collected nearby. The conductor had said I needed to release my excess baggage and find my own compartment. Was there a deeper meaning behind all this? Somehow, I felt as though this was my time to reflect and gain perspective. A bright flash hit the back of my eyes. Upon waking up, a small duck waddled up to me and cocked its head as if to say, "Are you ok?” A smile began to form on my lips. “Yes, my feathered friend, I think I will be alright.”
Many thanks to Del Rey, Random House Worlds, Inklore for the ARC through NetGalley in exchange for my honest review.