Stephanie Plum – Lean Mean Thirteen

This book was unremarkable in the beginning but then very satisfying in many ways until the end. I enjoyed the exploding taxidermy and the overall improved independence of Stephanie. She is chasing a criminal mystery because she could be framed for murder. She does it, not Ranger.

I’m not done with the series. Part 13 was nice and refreshing.

4/5

The Horseman of the Apocalypse by Lubomir Nikolov

I got a surprise new book. This one was sent to me by the publisher. I was pleasantly surprised and will write a review once I reread it. I’m very thankful for the nice surprise!

I find it very nice that people are republishing these old books. The old ones are collectibles and published with cheap paper so thin that you feel they’ll fall apart if you touch them. The new ones have a great quality and feel.

The previous edition (on the left) features me with this crossword puzzle:

I was about 16 when I did this creation. Can’t imagine solving it, it’s full of untraceable terminology from gamebooks. It says that there are only 2 squares that can’t be filled by using gamebook terms. Perhaps that’d be the 2 squares I’ll fill with my present-day knowledge.

Sand Wars parts 4 to 6 by Charles Ingrid and the nine fingers

Parts 4 and 5 of the Sand Wars series were back to the roots of what was enjoyable in the first part – battles, new worlds, spaceships, and mild mystery. Part 6 went into the torture territory and was off-putting to me. I would rate the books 4/5/2 for an average of about 3.

The nine fingers

Back in 1993 or 1994, I wrote fiction. One of my main characters was a warrior and I wanted to highlight that you can’t be that without losing a limb or two, so he was missing a finger. Of course, it was the pinky finger so the sword-yielding was unaffected.

In 2006 I read “The Blade Itself” by Joe Abercrombie. It introduced the incredible warrior Logen Ninefingers or The Bloody Nine. He lost a middle finger due to his vicious lifestyle, having the bad habit of battling gigantic northerners. He was very similar to my nine-fingered creation. Jack Storm from the Sand Wars is also a pinky-misser due to a cryogenic accident. Charles Ingrid was more modest than Joe Abercrombie or perhaps had a worse editor.

My father is an engineer whose hobby was making furniture. I had a first-hand experience with finger-related injuries. If a blade encounters fingers, it starts with the index finger, soon to be followed by the middle one. Soon equals milliseconds. Science confirms that observation. The most likely reason for losing fingers is not sword fights but using mundane objects like doors, windows, and power tools. It would be very realistic and ironic if Logen Ninefingers lost his index finger to a folding chair rather than a sword fight. Jack Storm’s accident could’ve been a door.

Both authors left their fingers in the early character building and bounced back to create some good books.

Lasertown Blues by Charles Ingrid book review

Jack Storm is kidnapped to a forced labor colony and his friends will try to save him. Needless to say, if the suit and the owner are connected, things will not be looking good for the kidnappers. Until then, Jack needs to be creative.

The story doesn’t matter much. I liked the spirit of the 1950s sci-fi with spaceships, alien life forms, and the simplicity of everything, with plot holes here and there. I keep drawing parallels with Asimov. For part 2, I’d say it looks more and more like Lucky Starr than Foundation, despite the mild fantasy elements. The military setup can’t be compared with Starship Troopers or any similar story because the author doesn’t try to reproduce anything an actual military would do. Who could imagine that weapons and barracks are actually guarded in the army?

The relationship between Jack and Amber is unrealistic. What’s wrong with two young people who live together becoming a couple? Stephanie Plum, Thraxas, and now this. The problems these two should have, given that they’re late teens/early 20s would normally be in the area of “Why are your socks on the floor” and “Something is rotting in the sink” rather than “May I kiss him”. The relationship is described as if the characters are not badass soldier/medium young adults but 12-year-olds.

4/5. Big plot holes but engaging and easy to read.

Solar Kill by Charles Ingrid

Took a bit of a detour from Thraxas and Stephanie Plum today with Solar Kill by Charles Ingrid. This is a hard sci-fi space opera with spaceships, aliens, and difficult-to-explain powers in the (rough) spirit of the Foundation.

The main protagonist is an ultra-soldier, skilled in lucky survivals but is overly reliant on his battle suit, which might be a bit unwise. The suit is opinionated.

5/5, and I’m already deep into the second part. What a page-turner.