Romance and excitement. Confusion and deceit. Apathy and anxiety. Worship and desperation. Loss and remorse. Follow him as he makes his way through the cosmos finding women who each bring new perspective, as well as different aspects of love. On a Saturday night as any other, he sits alone by choice, watching the Saturday Night Movie of the Week. Then comes the knock at the door. That sobering rap that brings him back down to earth and reminds him of what could have been. His best friend and first true love is getting married and surely nothing will ever be the same. "I'll always love you" he reminds himself against a bustling city skyline, "just like I promised I'd do." Too far to hear his lament, she walks home, out of his life and into another's. Dating would provoke the greatest challenge of all as he sets off to find and reclaim a love as intoxicating as she. A trip to a museum to see mummified remains. A drunken dance on a harbor's dock. A dinner made with every consideration and care for the Pretty Girl who took casual Friday just a bit too far. No woman the same and yet all strangely familiar.
One may love and see the other as their moon. If that's true than would she not be cold and desolate? Two-faced? Then she's your stars, perhaps. Scattered and distant? Your sun. Exposure and you're burned? The old cliches won't know what to do with themselves as Iron Of The Sky grips the reader on every page, turning any preconceived notions of modern dating upside down. And begging the question if true love really does still exist in an ever-expanding and seemingly endless universe.