Mmm, mmm, good. An absolutely remarkable first novel. So yummy that I confess I binge read it, with hooked fingers scooping New York Carl — cold — straight out of the can, not willing to go get a spoon, re-constitute it, or even wait and heat it up. Oh, and crackers? Fuggedaboutit!
However….however … I am getting tired of this whole literary GIRL-WHO-??? theme that states every work must seemingly include a precocious, sexually ambiguous, early-20s young woman whom everyone who comes in contact with her agrees to put their lives on complete hold for.
While the Rocinante is undergoing a re-fit, the crew all goes off individually and we get to see them when they’re not part of their whole. Interesting, but even more satisfying when they all get back together again.
More individual back stories satisfyingly being filled in, even if the whole Free Navy success timeline is patently absurd.
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.
Solid back story of how Amos came to be the man he is, along with how he came to be hiding out in the “expanse.” Solid, but i was hoping for a bit more wordspace and time to develop it a bit further, not just a novella.