The Disappeared: CJ Box

I ended up reading this one when I was looking for the Joe Pike series on my e-reader and wound up with Joe Pickett instead. Some thoughts:

— it’s quicker to read than a Wyoming spring snowstorm
— it has more loose ends than a well-used, hand-made, Elk Hair Caddis trout fly made by an eleven-year-old boy with ADD
— there are so many plot holes that you’d be hard pressed to use it to net a twelve-inch Cut Throat trout without it falling through
— I’d suggest waiting for the movie, but I suspect this one would go straight to audio (not even HBO).

I should have been patient and found the Joe Pike.

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Conclave: Robert Harris

Good God! What the hell happened to the writer who wrote “Fatherland” and “Enigma”? This work is too long by at least half. Harris would be well advised to decide if he’s writing History or Fiction, because his version of historical fiction doesn’t work. Too bad, because there is a half-decent story here; someone just needs to chop it out with an axe.

99 44/100 dull.

Cibola Burn: James SA Cory

The first “Expanse” novel I’ve read without watching the corresponding TV episodes first.

I like the series best either when it goes wide, wide angle (exploring the big picture of man’s tentative first steps into space) or turns that focus wheel down tight to the close angle view of naked apes clubbing each other to death despite all their advances.

Cibola Burn offers both views, but focuses mainly on the middle exposures, which I didn’t find as compelling. Still very good though.

I may be in love with Elvi. Unrequited, I’m sure.