In the mid eighties a friend lent me a fantasy novel which I really liked. Since about 10 years later I’ve been yearning to read it again but I don’t know the title or the author’s name. I would really appreciate help to track it down.
It is so beautifully written, in a simple, timeless style.
It is about the angels, and their struggle to keep preserving their own society and to carry on protecting and mentoring the inhabitants of the planet each was created to serve, against an Omnipotent Diety gone bad.
Each angel is literally the star lighting their planet and can retreat to that essential nature, but most of their time is spent trying to repair and maintain the planet they care for, and help its people in these difficult times, in the face of nasty damage by a malevolent God.
Because God fell.
He announced His new nature, terrifyingly, during a routine meeting of every divine being in Heaven.
Since then, the angels have been trying to reject hopelesness, to maintain contact in a universe become dangerous, and inject all the health they can into their beloved planets.
All I remember is the author is a woman.