I was happy to finally get down to finishing Jack Campbell’s time-travel-second-chance novel In Our Stars. It’s just that it was under very unfortunate circumstances (the con is going poorly). Oh, well. At least it was a good distraction.
…Oh. I did it already. Yeah, it’s been that kind of day.
I know, I know. But Charles Stross is just so entertaining when he’s being terrified over nothing! A CONVENTIONAL BOY will be his latest Laundry novel, and this one’s going to be over, God help us all, D&D. It’ll almost certainly be highly distressed over precisely the wrong things, but Stross is a legitimately good writer and I don’t really consider these books to be horror novels anymore. I know, they’re supposed to be, and if they are for other people? Well, you know. It’s no skin off my nose if others find them appealing for more conventional reasons.
The Halley Traveler: The Children of Mars, Book One came out only yesterday, so it’s now on my TBR pile. You may remember the author (Mike Mollman) as the guy who did that indy USO library thing last year, and the podcast I did a little while back. Good dude: I look forward to reading the book.
Monster Hunter Fantom isn’t going to be available in paperback until January, but you can get the e-book for it now on Baen. Basically, it’s Larry Correia’s Monster Hunter International series, with all the stories set in the Czech Republic. Good stuff, particularly if you like Monsters vs. All The Guns In The World.
This book is — ah. Let us simply say that is a reflection of the terror and the glory that is 3 Year Letterman on Twitter (NOT ‘X’). If a man is known by the quality of his enemies, then Coach has a rogues’ gallery unmatched in human history. You will marvel at this story narrating his origin, and the heights to which he has reached… so far. This is merely the first steps in Coach’s journey. I expect there will be more tales to come.
I’m going to be brutally honest, here: Harry Turtledove’s recent dive into undisguised commentary on contemporary politics and mores has aged incredibly badly. I used to buy his books in hardcover; I didn’t even bother picking up the last couple. That being said… I’ll give him one last chance with Twice as Dead. I fully understand it if other people don’t feel obligated to give him that chance, but I hate just the thought of a final break with the author who gave me Videssos and Ruled Britannia. If that makes me a sap, so be it. I will own the moniker.
I had this entire post ready to explain that it’s been a weird week and I didn’t get a chance to finish any of the three, four, five? books that I have open — but then I checked, and it turns out Naomi Novik’s Buried Deep anthology is coming out in September. So, you know, never mind*.
Pre-ordered. I know I shouldn’t reward them for that, but what can you do? Naomi Novik.
*Includes this tidbit: “The first glimpse of the world of Abandon, the setting of Novik’s upcoming epic fantasy series—a deserted continent populated only by silent and enigmatic architectural mysteries.“
I’ve done it before, but Guy Gavriel Kay’s A Song For Arbonne is well worth doing again. Also, I need to get a new copy, because my current one is falling apart. I’ve read it too often, and too deeply. So, hey, you know it’s good…