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conversations.value: What could be a title for a book about Bestselling with the genre: Literature & Fiction, Contemporary?
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conversations.value: A title for this book could be 'Islands in the Sky'
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conversations.value: Give me a plot for a book titled Islands in the Sky about Bestselling with the genre: Literature & Fiction, Contemporary.
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conversations.value: Islands in the Sky: At age sixteen Roy Malcolm has made himself an expert in the history of aviation, so much so that he wins the Aviation Quiz Program, presented on television by World Airways, Inc.\nBecause the prize was described as an all expenses paid trip to "any part of the earth" (rather than on earth), Roy is able to request a trip to the Inner Station, which is considered part of Earth because its orbit lies under the one-thousand-kilometer limit of earth\'s legal territory.\nRiding the rocketship Sirius out of Port Goddard in the high mountains of New Guinea, Roy goes to the Inner Station, five hundred miles above Earth, for a two-week stay.\nHe is first taken to meet Commander Doyle, who introduces him to a team of apprentices.\nTheir leader, Tim Benton, shows Roy around the station.\nFor the rest of his time on the station Roy stays with the apprentices, studying with them and sharing their activities.\nAfter a few days they take him to the Morning Star, the now derelict, though refurbished, rocketship that had taken five men to Venus in 1985.\nThe old rocketship serves as a clubhouse for the young men.\nBecause of the popularity of a TV series called Dan Drummond, Space Detective and one young man\'s pastime of trying to figure out how crime, especially piracy, could be profitable in space, Roy and his friends immediately become suspicious when the rocketship Cygnus and her secretive crew come to the Inner Station.\nTwo of the apprentices go to investigate when the ship is left unattended and find that she\'s carrying what appear to be ray guns.\nIt turns out that the ship belongs to a movie studio that intends to shoot the first movie filmed in space.\nAs his stay in space is coming to an end Roy gets to ride the Morning Star as she makes an emergency run to the Space Hospital with a seriously ill man.\nAs Roy and his friends return to the Inner Station on a different ship they become so engrossed in Commander Doyle\'s story of his participation in the first expedition to Mercury that they fail to notice that their ship is off course: it\'s heading away from Earth rather than toward it.\nAs they swing around the moon they refuel their ship from a container catapulted to them from the crater Hipparchus, then they return to the Inner Station after making a short stop at one of the Relay Stations in geostationary orbit to get extra oxygen.\nRoy has to spend several extra days at the Residential Station before he returns to Earth.\nThere he meets the Moore family, Martian colonists coming to Earth so that the children can attend college.\nAfter listening to their talk about their home and seeing the pictures that they show him, Roy changes his future plans: he intends now that he will go beyond the space stations when he graduates from college and head out to the planets.
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conversations.value: Islands in the Sky: At age sixteen Roy Malcolm has made himself an expert in the history of aviation, so much so that he wins the Aviation Quiz Program, presented on television by World Airways, Inc.\nBecause the prize was described as an all expenses paid trip to "any part of the earth" (rather than on earth), Roy is able to request a trip to the Inner Station, which is considered part of Earth because its orbit lies under the one-thousand-kilometer limit of earth\'s legal territory.\nRiding the rocketship Sirius out of Port Goddard in the high mountains of New Guinea, Roy goes to the Inner Station, five hundred miles above Earth, for a two-week stay.\nHe is first taken to meet Commander Doyle, who introduces him to a team of apprentices.\nTheir leader, Tim Benton, shows Roy around the station.\nFor the rest of his time on the station Roy stays with the apprentices, studying with them and sharing their activities.\nAfter a few days they take him to the Morning Star, the now derelict, though refurbished, rocketship that had taken five men to Venus in 1985.\nThe old rocketship serves as a clubhouse for the young men.\nBecause of the popularity of a TV series called Dan Drummond, Space Detective and one young man\'s pastime of trying to figure out how crime, especially piracy, could be profitable in space, Roy and his friends immediately become suspicious when the rocketship Cygnus and her secretive crew come to the Inner Station.\nTwo of the apprentices go to investigate when the ship is left unattended and find that she\'s carrying what appear to be ray guns.\nIt turns out that the ship belongs to a movie studio that intends to shoot the first movie filmed in space.\nAs his stay in space is coming to an end Roy gets to ride the Morning Star as she makes an emergency run to the Space Hospital with a seriously ill man.\nAs Roy and his friends return to the Inner Station on a different ship they become so engrossed in Commander Doyle\'s story of his participation in the first expedition to Mercury that they fail to notice that their ship is off course: it\'s heading away from Earth rather than toward it.\nAs they swing around the moon they refuel their ship from a container catapulted to them from the crater Hipparchus, then they return to the Inner Station after making a short stop at one of the Relay Stations in geostationary orbit to get extra oxygen.\nRoy has to spend several extra days at the Residential Station before he returns to Earth.\nThere he meets the Moore family, Martian colonists coming to Earth so that the children can attend college.
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conversations.value: Give me the first paragraph for this book.
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conversations.value: Islands in the Sky
  There was another cheer from the audience as Elmer Schmitz, the Quiz Master, came into the studio. I'd met him before, of course, in the semifinals, and I expect you've seen him often enough on TV. He gave us some last minute instructions, moved to his place under the spotlights, and signaled to the cameras. There was a sudden hush as the red light came on. From where I was sitting I could see Elmer adjusting his smile.
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conversations.value: Give me four more paragraphs.
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conversations.value: Someone was shouting over the radio, trying to send a warning to Tex. Even if it reached him in time, I wondered if he'd have sense enough to act correctly. It was just as likely that he'd panic and start spinning out of control without altering his course.
  I grabbed the nearest handhold. Commander Doyle, with a single jerk of those massive forearms, launched himself across to the temporary control panel that had been installed near the observation window. He glanced up at the approaching figure and did some rapid mental calculations. Then his fingers flashed out and played across the switches of the rocket firing panel.
  Three hundred feet away, on the far side of the great mirror, I saw the first jets of flame stabbing against the stars. A shudder ran through the framework all around us; it was never meant to be swung as quickly as this. Even so, it seemed to turn very slowly. Then I saw that the sun was moving off to one side. We were no longer aimed directly toward it, and the invisible cone of fire converging from our mirror was now opening out harmlessly into space. How near it passed to Tex we never knew, but he said later that there was one brief, blinding explosion of light that swept past him, leaving him blinded for minutes.
  The controlling rockets burned themselves out, and with a gasp of relief I let go of my handhold. Although the acceleration had been slight (there was not enough power in these small units to produce any really violent effect), it was more than the mirror had ever been designed to withstand, and some of the reflecting surfaces had torn adrift and were slowly spinning in space. So, for that matter, was the whole power station. It would take a long period of careful juggling with the jets to iron out the spin that Commander Doyle had given it. Sun, earth and stars were slowly turning all about us and I had to close my eyes before I could get any sense of orientation.
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conversations.value: Swap the first and the last sentence.
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conversations.value: Sun, earth and stars were slowly turning all about us and I had to close my eyes before I could get any sense of orientation. Even if it reached him in time, I wondered if he'd have sense enough to act correctly. It was just as likely that he'd panic and start spinning out of control without altering his course.
  I grabbed the nearest handhold. Commander Doyle, with a single jerk of those massive forearms, launched himself across to the temporary control panel that had been installed near the observation window. He glanced up at the approaching figure and did some rapid mental calculations. Then his fingers flashed out and played across the switches of the rocket firing panel.
  Three hundred feet away, on the far side of the great mirror, I saw the first jets of flame stabbing against the stars. A shudder ran through the framework all around us; it was never meant to be swung as quickly as this. Even so, it seemed to turn very slowly. Then I saw that the sun was moving off to one side. We were no longer aimed directly toward it, and the invisible cone of fire converging from our mirror was now opening out harmlessly into space. How near it passed to Tex we never knew, but he said later that there was one brief, blinding explosion of light that swept past him, leaving him blinded for minutes.
  The controlling rockets burned themselves out, and with a gasp of relief I let go of my handhold. Although the acceleration had been slight (there was not enough power in these small units to produce any really violent effect), it was more than the mirror had ever been designed to withstand, and some of the reflecting surfaces had torn adrift and were slowly spinning in space. So, for that matter, was the whole power station. It would take a long period of careful juggling with the jets to iron out the spin that Commander Doyle had given it.Someone was shouting over the radio, trying to send a warning to Tex.
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conversations.value: Give me the last four paragraphs.
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conversations.value: John Moore was waiting patiently behind me, clutching the door handle of the bus. He saw me looking up into the sky and followed my gaze.
  John didn't answer, and then I saw that he was staring into the east, where the first hint of dawn glowed along the horizon. High against these unfamiliar southern stars was something that I did recognize, a brilliant, ruby beacon, the brightest object in the sky.
  I stared into that beckoning light and remembered the pictures John had shown me and the stories he had told. Up there were the great colored deserts, the old sea-beds that man was bringing once more to life, the little Martians who might, or might not, belong to a race that was more ancient than ours.
  And I knew that, after all, I was going to disappoint Commander Doyle. The space stations were too near home to satisfy me now. My imagination had been captured by that little red world glowing bravely against the stars. When I went into space again, the Inner Station would only be the first milestone on my outward road from earth.
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conversations.value: Swap the first and the last sentence.
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conversations.value: When I went into space again, the Inner Station would only be the first milestone on my outward road from earth. He saw me looking up into the sky and followed my gaze.
  John didn't answer, and then I saw that he was staring into the east, where the first hint of dawn glowed along the horizon. High against these unfamiliar southern stars was something that I did recognize, a brilliant, ruby beacon, the brightest object in the sky.
  I stared into that beckoning light and remembered the pictures John had shown me and the stories he had told. Up there were the great colored deserts, the old sea-beds that man was bringing once more to life, the little Martians who might, or might not, belong to a race that was more ancient than ours.
  And I knew that, after all, I was going to disappoint Commander Doyle. The space stations were too near home to satisfy me now. My imagination had been captured by that little red world glowing bravely against the stars.John Moore was waiting patiently behind me, clutching the door handle of the bus.