The Prefect (Book 5 in the Revelation Space series)
by Alistair Reynolds
narrated by John Lee
Back in the Yellowstone system this story is set amongst the Glitter band, a group of ten thousand human space habitats that are governed democratically via an organization called Panoply. Each of the habitats have a central stalk that houses a poling core, using abstraction (a hand waving term for network), representatives from each habitat rotate through the civic duty of voting.
This idyllic thing comes crashing to a halt as an Alpha level imprint from the Silvestri 80, Aurora, takes over four habitats and manufactures warbots called Weevils to spread. Meanwhile, a creature from the past called the Clockmaker which was thought destroyed resurfaces to threaten the maybe invincible Aurora.
Field Prefect Tom Dreyfus, Deputy Field Talia Ing, Deputy Field hyper-pig Sparva are just some of the key spicy characters leading the fight against the dark annihilators of humans in this installment. I enjoy how the author juggles multiple story lines into a mesmerizing tapestry of entertainment. Five out of five for this one. Excellent job!
The Sword of the Lamb
by M.K. Wren
This vision of the future takes place around the year 3200 and depicts humankind as star faring, but only so far. Set in the Centauri system the Elite Houses of a future feudal system determine how to keep the system going in their favor while keeping the Bonds and Feshs working productively. I’m not sure entirely why this could go this way but I embraced the story.
Rich and Alexand Woolf are the only two heirs of the Woolf House. Rich is diseased and will not live far into adulthood while Alexand is disenchanted with his lot and the system that allows them their station in life. Things must change.
The House system is somewhat reminiscent of Dune yet not so far flung that Earth based references are lost. An organization of scholars and ethical people are working behind the scenes, Phoenix, to path the way for social change and bettering humankind. Their methods and decision making remind me of Harry Seldon from Foundation and his psycho-historical equations to model the future. The slang of the Outsiders reminds me of William Gibson’s works in Cyberpunk. Enough name dropping.
This is book one in the series and I enjoyed it enough to consider reading the remainder when my TBR is under control again. That’ll be…sometime. The only down side for me was the arranged marriages and being immersed in so much Elite House machinations angst. If you like Space Opera and epic stories then this is for you. I’m giving it a three out of five.
Title: Next You: Destined for Something
Author: Angus H. Day
Publisher: Angus H. Day
Date: Apr 22 2013
Genre: Science Fiction
Angus day lives in Fort Collins Colorado with his wife and son. His daughter has embarked on her career as a graphics designer.
He’s been an Infantryman, Swine Farmer, smattering of other trades and jobs and now a manufacturing pharmaceutical chemist.
What aspect of his life that is devoted to fitness favors swimming in open water which means he spends most of the year working out in a pool then hit the lakes when it warms up a bit. His wife, Cheryl, safety kayaks for him when they manage to make it work.
We arrived at level four meeting the movers at residence four seventy three just emerging from their cargo platform. They were not to begin until we removed the official. I opened the hard case and issued us our doses of High-Perc that would last for ten minutes. As soon as we armored and armed we each inhaled slowing down time. I crashed through the door first while simultaneously Lionel vaulted me stunning the official and his wife. And his daughter. And his grandmother. And his male sex worker dressed in a thong made of barb wire. Yea, that seemed to be everyone.
I looked up from the floor to see a man at least ten kilos bigger than me yelling at us as the fog from the High-Perc left. “You dumb asses hit the wrong place. The official and his wife live at four seventy four.” That registered and Lionel grabbed me up off the ground from my left shoulder as we rushed to use the last of the High-Perc to take out four seventy four. I had just enough left to get me through the door and Lionel didn’t show boat this time, one stun per target and only two. Fuck me.
The big guy came in smiling “You guys are lucky. That was the Chairman of the Community Ethics Committee. He won’t be pressing any charges. As soon as the meat bags are gone we’ll do our thing.” He kept smiling as he raised his wrist and tapped at the watch he wore.
Lionel ran out and backed the armored car to the front door. I mag clamped both their hands and tossed them in the back. I asked “Was that quick enough for you zipper head?” Turning to the noise of Lionel slamming the back door I caught the giant’s fist on the left side of my face and luckily the wall stopped my flight. Somehow I got in the passenger seat and we were moving.
Lionel “What the fuck is your problem? We got to work with these guys.”
I didn’t know what my problem was so I kept silent and he glared at me until he needed to maneuver the car through tight corridors. The drop was in sub level fourteen and the only requirement was that it not be within two hundred meters of an elevator or stairs. We reached the level and he found a large enough old construction staging area to get up to ten kilometers per hour, I triggered the hatch to flip up as he turned the car a one eighty and stopped abruptly. The sound of stuff rolling out onto the concrete was all we heard. I closed the hatch and remote released the mag-clamps as we pulled away. Looking in the side mirror I saw the woman attempt to get up and move to her husband as the first Ravenarous launched from the shadows tearing a big enough chunk out of her chest that from fifty meters I could see the fountain of blood.