Sunday, November 30, 2008

Wolves In Darkness - Mark Teppo

http://codexofsouls.com/?p=5

Lost in a Mage game.


3 out of 5

Paying It Forward - Michael A. Burstein

http://www.apexbookcompany.com/apex-online/2008/11/short-fiction-paying-it-forward/

Death author quantum personality


3.5 out of 5

Incandescence 1-7 - Greg Egan

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1597801283/1597801283_toc.htm

"Zak said, "I can't see the reason yet. But four is small enough to point to something simple. If it was thirty, I could believe it might be thirty-six. Because it's four, though, I believe it must be four."

They'd reached a junction in the tunnel. Roi moved toward the left branch, which she knew was a cul-de-sac ending in some comfortable crannies.

"Before we part," Zak said, "can I show you something?" He opened his carapace and reached into the empty seed bed to remove a rolled-up sheet of cured skin, which he proceeded to spread out before her. "This is my favorite map of the Splinter."

Roi was unimpressed. The single cross-section portrayed was covered with an absurdly regular hatching of short, straight lines which bore no resemblance to any routes she knew. And there was no hint of anything really useful, such as vegetation patterns or the lodes of dense, sheltering rock.

"Are you telling me I can get from here to here?" she asked, gesturing at two endpoints of one of the peculiar markings. But it wasn't even clear where these points were meant to be, since there were no cues to indicate how far along the Null Line, rarb or sharq, the cross-section was taken.

"It's not a map of tunnels," Zak replied. "It's a map of weights.""


3.5 out of 5

Consort - Jerry Pournelle

Consort - Jerry Pournelle

One dodgy president, one moon trip managed.


3.5 out of 5

High Justice - Jerry Pournelle

High Justice - Jerry Pournelle

Heimdall space project sabotage execution.


4 out of 5

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Enforcer - Jerry Pournelle

Enforcer - Jerry Pournelle

Undersea slavers.


3.5 out of 5

Power To the People - Jerry Pournelle

Power to the People - Jerry Pournelle

Namibia mission.


3 out of 5

A Matter Of Sovereignty - Jerry Pournelle

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/067169877X/067169877X___1.htm

Tonga Reaction.


3.5 out of 5

Is Everybody Happy? - Christopher Anvil

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1416591435/1416591435.htm

Friendly pill addiction.


4 out of 5

Rx For Chaos - Christopher Anvil

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1416591435/1416591435.htm

Pill Phalanx pistoliers.


3.5 out of 5

A Handheld Primer - Christopher Anvil

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1416591435/1416591435___4.htm

Get your mobile gadgets here.


3 out of 5

The New Boccacio - Christopher Anvil

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1416591435/1416591435.htm

Computer writer competition.


3.5 out of 5

Roll Out the Rolov! - Christopher Anvil

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1416591435/1416591435.htm

Love Machine Removal.


3 out of 5

Cinderella Inc - Christopher Anvil

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1416591435/1416591435.htm

Beauty dosing.


3 out of 5

The Man Who Had No Eyes - Jeff VanderMeer

http://www.oivas.com/ambergris/man.ht...

Change the course of funghi rivers.


3.5 out of 5

In the Hours After Death - Jeff VanderMeer

http://www.fantasticmetropolis.com/i/...

Clearly history now.


3 out of 5

The Release Of Belacqua - Jeff VanderMeer

http://www.oivas.com/ambergris/story....

No story.


3.5 out of 5

The Birds - Daphne Du Maurier

http://z0mbieastronaut.livejournal.com/2008/11/28/

I Ran - Flock Of Everything.


4 out of 5

Valley Of Dreams - Stanley G. Weinbaum

http://gutenberg.net.au/ebooks06/0607271.txt

Mars out of power.


3 out of 5

Friday, November 28, 2008

The Lotus Eaters - Stanley G. Weinbaum

http://gutenberg.net.au/ebooks06/0601231.txt

Nightside Of Venus chat.


3 out of 5

Redemption Cairn - Stanley G. Weinbaum

http://gutenberg.net.au/ebooks06/0607891.txt

Golden Flash Yellow Jack rocket team-up.


3.5 out of 5

Pygmalion's Spectacles - Stanley G. Weinbaum

http://gutenberg.net.au/ebooks06/0601321.txt

Liquid story.


3 out of 5

Proteus Island - Stanley G. Weinbaum

http://gutenberg.net.au/ebooks06/0601321.txt

Got us some mutants, here.


3.5 out of 5

Shifting Seas - Stanley G. Weinbaum

http://gutenberg.net.au/ebooks06/0607511.txt

You quaking poms aren't special.


3 out of 5

The Point Of View - Stanley G. Weinbaum

http://gutenberg.net.au/ebooks06/0607501.txt

Attitudinizor modesty.


3 out of 5

The Ideal - Stanley G. Weinbaum

http://gutenberg.net.au/ebooks06/0607261.txt

Idealizatoring, girl.


3 out of 5

The Worlds Of If - Stanley G. Weinbaum

http://www.gutenberg.org/files/22890/22890-h/22890-h.htm

Subjunctivisor pursuit.


3 out of 5

Dawn Of Flame - Stanley G. Weinbaum

http://gutenberg.net.au/ebooks06/0608971h.html

Immortal Black Margot opposition entertainment.


4 out of 5

Deluge 12 - Brian Keene

http://www.briankeene.com/?p=863

“SOFFFFFFFT…”


3.5 out of 5

The Dead - Michael Swanwick

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1597801437/1597801437___6.htm

Zombies make you obsolete, and sell well as sex toys.


5 out of 5

The Third Dead Body - Nina Kiriki Hoffman

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1597801437/1597801437___5.htm

Serial killer victim zombie revenge.


3.5 out of 5

Blossom - David J. Schow

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1597801437/1597801437___4.htm

Zombie bondage asphyxiation nasal dentata.


4 out of 5

Sergeant Chip - Bradley Denton

http://bradleydenton.net/sgtchipcomplete.htm

Dog's days of war PR betrayal promotion.


5 out of 5

How We Got In Town And Out Again - Jonathan Lethem

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1597801054/1597801054___6.htm

Scapeathon.


3 out of 5

Salvage - Orson Scott Card

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1597801054/1597801054___3.htm

Gold
Always believe in your soul
Youve got the power to know


3.5 out of 5

The End Of the Whole Mess - Stephen King

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1597801054/1597801054___2.htm

Calm mind lost.


4 out of 5

Politics - Elizabeth Moon

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1597801089/1597801089___4.htm

Screwed up landing equals dead marines.


3.5 out of 5

Gifts - Elizabeth Moon

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1597801089/1597801089___3.htm

Paladin offcuts.


3.5 out of 5

If Nudity Offends You - Elizabeth Moon

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1597801089/1597801089___2.htm

Alien trailer trash.


3.5 out of 5

Autumn Of the City Imperishable - Jay Lake

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1597800562/1597800562.htm

"Recently everyone had studied caution. Even he, barely thirty, felt the weight of the city on his shoulders. His father had left no legacy save struggle, pain and the soul bottles long scattered throughout the City Imperishable. Instead, Jason had found purpose in committing himself to his master's work of keeping the City Imperishable secured from the secret wars of the noumenal world. This season the task threatened to overwhelm him.

As he walked Jason slipped a silver obol from his pocket and worried it between his fingers. The familiar face his touch found on the coin resembled his master—Ignatius of Redtower, Second Counselor to the Inner Chamber of the Assemblage of Burgesses. While Jason himself was mainly a tradesman, Ignatius was a true initiate of the mysteries of the noumenal world, a philosophick doctor of the Hermetic Orders. The connections between the two of them were deep and tangled, rooted in the fall of Jason's father.

A dwarf awaited Jason where Pondwater Avenue crossed Silver Alley. Lips scarred with old thread holes, fever-eyed, his heavy square body tottered on the stunted legs of his kind. Thousands of dwarfs dwelled, or had dwelt, within the City Imperishable. Raised in confined boxes to shape their legs and torsos, dwarfs were well educated as a result of being a captive audience in the most literal sense. Traditionally they worked as civil servants or in commerce throughout the city.

Jason understood this all too well. After the disastrous collapse of the family fortunes, he had spent the final, most difficult years of his childhood in the care of his father's business manager, one Bijaz the dwarf. Strange times, during which he had learned many of the ways and rituals of the city dwarfs, including fingertalk. He'd paid a high price for his tutelage. Bijaz had sewn Jason's lips shut in a perverse echo of dwarf custom. Somewhere in the endless nights with needle and candle, Jason had discovered a taste for pain in himself, and eventually in others."


4 out of 5

Escapement 1 - Jay Lake

http://us.macmillan.com/BookCustomPage.aspx?isbn=9780765317094#Excerpt

"“Thank you.” He came to some visible decision, a flash of relief and recognition in his face, then dug deep into an inner
pocket of his leather wrap. Clarence shoved a little bag at her. “Here. I don’t need this. Ain’t wound it in months. Smart,
clever girl like you maybe could use it.”

The thing was heavy, a hunk of metal or glass. She pulled it out and corrected herself. A hunk of metal and glass. Round
face, with hours on it like a sundial and a heavy metal rim containing more weight. The face was topped by three metal
arrows. There were tinier faces within, with their own calibrations, and a little cutaway showing something behind the face.

She peered close and saw Heaven.

Gears.

It was God’s gearing, the mechanisms of the earth and sky captured in the palm of her hand. Light flooded her head for a
moment, the dawn of a new awareness. Paolina’s stomach knotted in something between fear and fascination. She’d had no idea that a person could fashion a model of the world to carry with him.

“It counts the hours,” she whispered, her voice and hands trembling in awe.

“Yes.” He touched a little cap extending from one end. “See? It’s a stemwinder. A Dent marine chronometer that needs no key.”

Her fingers lay on the knurls of the cap. At his nod, Paolina very gently twisted it.

The tiny model of the world within clicked, just as the heavens did at midnight.

This was Creation in the palm of her hand. The English were truly magicians.

Much to her surprise, Paolina began to cry."


3.5 out of 5

Mainspring 1 - Jay Lake

http://us.macmillan.com/BookCustomPage.aspx?isbn=9780765356369#Excerpt

"Finally Hethor opened his eyes.

The angel was still there.

It no longer seemed made of brasswork. Rather, it looked almost human, save for the height, tall as his ceiling at the attic’s peak, close to seven feet. The great wings crowded the angel’s back to sweep close across its body like a cloak, feathers white as a swan. Its skin was pale as Hethor’s own, but the face was narrow, shaped like the nib of a fountain pen, with a pointed chin and gleaming black eyes. The lines and planes of the angel’s visage were sheer masterwork, finer than the statues of saints in the great churches of New Haven.

Hethor held his breath, afraid to even share the air with such perfection. No dream, this, but perhaps yet a nightmare.

The angel smiled. For the first time it appeared to be more than a statue. “Greetings, Hethor Jacques.”

With voice came breath, though the angel’s scent was still that of a statue—cold marble and damp stone. Or perhaps old metal, like a well-made clock.

Hethor dropped his grip on the blanket to grab the chain around his neck and traced the wheel-and-gear of Christ’s horofixion. “G-g-greetings . . . ,” he stammered. “And welcome.” Though that last was a lie, he felt he must say it.

“I am Gabriel,” said the angel, “come to charge you with a duty.”

“Duty.” Hethor sucked air between his teeth and lips, finally filling aching lungs with breath he had not even realized he had been holding in the strangeness of the moment. “My life is filled with duty, sir.” Duty to Master Bodean, to his studies at New Haven Latin Grammar School, to his late parents and the church and the crown.

The angel appeared to ignore Hethor’s statement. “The Key Perilous is lost.”"


4 out of 5

Thursday, November 27, 2008

The Dyslexicon - Carl Frederick

http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080401-dyslexicon-carl-frederick.html

Werdy nordy.


4 out of 5

The Dead Boy At Your Window - Bruce Holland Rogers

http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20...

Floaty, saves milk.


3 out of 5

A Portrait In Ivory - Michael Moorcock

http://podcast.starshipsofa.com/podcast/StarShipSofa_Aural_Delights_No_52_Michael_Moorcock.mp3

Elric, busted.


3.5 out of 5

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Nightside City 1 - Lawrence Watt-Evans

http://www.watt-evans.com/nightsidecity.html

" When you can't work in the Trap, though, there isn't that much detective work left on Epimetheus, short of security work in the mines. I wasn't ready to fry my genes out there in some corner of nightside hell, making sure some poor jerk who didn't know any better didn't pocket a few kilocredits' worth of hot ore. Mine work might have had more of a future than anything in the City, but it's not the sort of future I'd care to look forward to.
And I didn't know anything but detective work, and besides, I wasn't going to give IRC the satisfaction of driving me out of business.
That left the burbs, from the Trap to the crater's rim, so that's where I went. It's all still part of the City, really – everything inside the crater wall is Nightside City, and anything outside in the wind, or off Epimetheus, isn't, which keeps it simple. So I was still in the City, and I figured I could pick up the crumbs, the jobs that the Trap detectives didn't want, and get by on that."


4 out of 5

Ghost - John Ringo

http://baencd.thefifthimperium.com/16-ClawsThatCatchCD/ClawsThatCatchCD/Ghost/Ghost.htm

This collection is what you get when you cross a third-rate version of the Executioner that works globally with a bad porn novel. For extensive analysis and hilarity, ok up 'Oh, John Ringo No' on livejournal, which is how I found out about it.

It is a trainwreck, as the main character cannot help saying what he is thinking, unless that involved disclosing secret mission info. This doesn't matter whether he is ordering naked torture victims into action while he is shooting terrorists, or whether he is talking about BDSM scenes with the mothers of new girlfriends.

So there's a certain bizarre fascination with the first two stories, being a thriller rescue mission, then a fishing trip interlude with a nuclear ending.

The third tale however fails even so-bad-it's-readable status that the first two stories, it is just bad, and dull, as he goes chasing the best looking prostitutes in Eastern Europe, and isn't the only one with that idea.

Ghost : Winter Born - John Ringo
Ghost : Thunder Island - John Ringo
Ghost : On the Dark Side - John Ringo


Stalker follow Osama lopping girl rescue spook shot SEALing rant.

3.5 out of 5


Double co-ed BDSM scene terrorist nuke fishing trip blowup.

3 out of 5


Terrorist likes hos like me.

1.5 out of 5




2 out of 5

On the Dark Side - John Ringo

http://baencd.thefifthimperium.com/16-ClawsThatCatchCD/ClawsThatCatchCD/Ghost/1416509054__29.htm

Terrorist likes hos like me.


1.5 out of 5

Lighthouse - Jack McDevitt and Michael Shaara

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1596061958/1596061958___8.htm

New warning star girl.


4 out of 5

Melville On Iapetus - Jack McDevitt

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1596061958/1596061958___7.htm

Alien pretty monster statue.


4 out of 5

Pseudo Tokyo - Jennifer Linnaea

http://transmissionsfrombeyond.com/podpress_trac/feed/112/0/TFB_011_PseudoTokyo.mp3

Spirit quarter tour.


3.5 out of 5

Tweak - Jack McDevitt

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1596061958/1596061958___6.htm

No meddling.


2.5 out of 5

Thunderer 1 - Felix Gilman

http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780553806762&view=excerpt

"There is one special sheet in the bundle in his laundry basket. He snatches the bundle up and tenses himself.

If he's wrong now, he'll never have another chance-he could have four, five more years here before they spit him back out onto the streets, exhausted. It does not occur to him that he might die in the attempt. He has not thought what he will do with himself in the city outside, if he does get free.
Now, then: he launches himself into a mad run for the edge. He hurdles Carswell, who kneels obediently on the floor, folding a pile of grey cloth jackets. He bursts through a white line of sheets, thinking for a moment of the way the comedians at the Palace Cabaret, in his childhood in the days before the House, would come bursting through the velvet curtain and into the brassy stage light. He starts laughing. This is a show. "Laaaadeeeez an' gennelmennnn!" he shouts."


3 out of 5

Gears Of the City 1 - Felix Gilman

http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780553806779&view=excerpt

"“I know,” the creature rumbled. “Hence my curiosity.”

“I don’t know how I came through.”

“I hoped you might know of a way out.”

“I don’t think so.”

“Ah.” The creature sighed.

“I think I was being chased,” he said. “Hunted.”

It hissed. “It is bad to be chased and hunted.”

“Yes.”

Growling: “It is worse to be trapped.”

“I expect so.”

“Who hunts you?”

“I don’t recall,” he said. “Two men. They chased me all across the city. There was no hiding from them.”

“Are you a criminal?”

He thought carefully. “I don’t think so.”

“You do not smell like a monster.”

“I hope not.”"


3.5 out of 5

Bone Song 1 - John Meaney

http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780553590951&view=excerpt

"The woman in gray pulled a compact out of her handbag and flipped it open. The mirror was one-third silver, the remaining two-thirds black but still reflective: plenty of time remaining.
She snapped the compact shut, replaced it beside her platinum-coated pistol, and slung the bag back over her shoulder.

*Well?*

"I don't know," she said. "Do you think we could use him if he isn't?"

*No.*

"Neither do I." The woman looked down the long perspective of the dark avenue, watching as the taxi hooked into a fast left turn and was gone. "If he doesn't survive, it doesn't matter either way."

*I thought I was the negative one.*"


3.5 out of 5

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

The Gambler - Paolo Bacigalupi

http://pyrsamples.blogspot.com/2008/11/fast-forward-2-paolo-bacigalupis.html

Laosy science news not enough until girlpopped.


4.5 out of 5

Nothing Ever Happens In Rock City - Jack McDevitt

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1596061958/1596061958___5.htm

SETI Success.


2.5 out of 5

The Fort Moxie Branch - Jack McDevitt

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1596061958/1596061958___4.htm

Rare library find.


3.5 out of 5

Cryptic - Jack McDevitt

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1596061958/1596061958___3.htm

SETI analysis recovery military breakthrough.


4 out of 5

Cool Neighbor - Jack McDevitt and Michael Shaara

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1596061958/1596061958___9.htm

Sacrificial sister planet discovery completion.


4 out of 5

Redchapel - Mike Resnick

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1596061375/A1596061375___2.htm

Teddy Roosevelt having a Ripper of a time in London.


3.5 out of 5

A Midwinter's Tale - Michael Swanwick

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1596061781/1596061781___5.htm

Alien beastie xmas chat.


3.5 out of 5

Ginungagap - Michael Swanwick

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1596061781/1596061781___3.htm

Black hole alien visiting lady bomb is decapitated. Sense of self maintained, now becomes filthy rich spider liaision.


4.5 out of 5

Trojan Horse - Michael Swanwick

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1596061781/1596061781___4.htm

Experimental theology brainwipe.


3.5 out of 5

The Feast Of St Janis - Michael Swanwick

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1596061781/1596061781___2.htm

We got the mutant blues. But not for long.


4 out of 5

Monday, November 24, 2008

Resurfacing Billy - Douglas Lain

http://futurismic.com/2008/11/03/new-fiction-resurfacing-billy-by-douglas-lain/

Cover me, I'm not the bad guy.


3 out of 5

Dawnthief - James Barclay

http://downloads.bookdepository.co.uk/Dawnthief.pdf

Mercenary bunch battle bad guys, even if there is no money in it.

The Raven are a famous mercenary band, whose training and tactics and wililngness to bail out on a bad situation or broken contract have kept them alive. Along Barclay's writing is rather limited that isn't really the point here, as we have a quest fantasy that is a little closer to the heroic fantasy end than the high, despite an elf and the odd dragon. World shattering spells and events are to be stopped, and the famous band even has a few fatalities.


3.5 out of 5

Sunday, November 23, 2008

We Have Always Spoken Panglish - Suzette Haden Elgin

We Have Always Spoken Panglish - Suzette Haden Elgin

Finding the oldspeak.


3.5 out of 5

Echoes In Evening Wear - Will McIntosh

http://futurismic.com/2006/09/06/echoes-in-evening-wear-by-will-mcintosh/

Holofantasy deletion.


4 out of 5

http://web.archive.org/web/20061016144637/www.futurismic.com/2006/09/new_fiction_from_will_mcintosh_1.html

Extreme Prejudice - Jerry Pournelle

Extreme Prejudice - Jerry Pournelle

Dolphin team kill.


4 out of 5

Fun With Your New Head - Thomas Disch

http://www.art.net/~hopkins/Don/text/head.html

All different.


3 out of 5

Saturn Returns - Sean Williams

http://www.conceptscifi.com/esaturnreturns.htm

" The other name came with an image of space so warped and twisted that it hurt him to visualise it. Looking through its moon-sized volume, as one might hold up a cube of ice, stars became red- and blue-shifted streaks, distorted far from true. A nearby golden sun shone like rings of precious metal against the black, repeated so many times it was impossible to tell which image was true. Deep in its heart, almost invisible against ragged sheets of molecular wreckage that had yet to clump into more than clouds and proto-rings, was a solid, dense speck.

Imre had never been a mapmaker. Of that, he was certain. He had, however, studied the art in his early years. He remembered warping a two-dimensional, rectangular image around a sphere and struggling to deal with the distinct pinching of the image at each pole. The name for that pinching, inherited from the ancient days of electronic cartography, was a "cat's arse"--and that was the name given to the warp in space left by the Alienist Technarchy at the end of the Chaos War. Discovered during the dissolution of its territories in one of the plundered regions of Mandala Supersystem, its purpose was mysterious. That it actually had a purpose in its present form, and wasn't either an intermediate stage of some greater, interrupted project or self-sabotaged wreckage, remained uncertain. It simply was: the Cat's Arse. There was only one like it in all of the galaxy.

Why had that name popped into his head?

He didn't know."


4 out of 5

The Grand Conjunction - Sean Williams

http://www.conceptscifi.com/egrandconjunction.htm

" Her smile didn't falter. "The ends you are offering in exchange for my means."

"Correct."

"So let's do it: show me what you've got. Then, when you're finished, I'll tell you whether I believe you or not--because unless you can convince me that you're really who you say you are, we're never coming to any kind of arrangement."

"I believe that I can convince you."

He talked then, telling her frankly and in great detail everything that had been kept hidden from the human race since the Slow Wave, concerning the nature and purpose of the aliens who had excised the threat contained by the Milky Way, and his determination not to give the enemy reason to act again.

Of course, such reasons arose thanks to natural curiosity and ambition. He couldn't easily dispose of every instance. The forgotten scrap of his past that had escaped erasure and become, somehow, the ruler of a galactic empire, was his greatest concern. If the First Prime became too curious, he could attract exactly the wrong kind of attention.

"So take him out," Helwise said in a voice as sharp as glass. "You'd be doing us both a favour."

"The political upheaval--"

"Temporary, manageable, and worth it. I'd do it myself, except I'm the obvious suspect.""


4 out of 5

Earth Ascendant - Sean Williams

http://www.conceptscifi.com/eearthascendant.htm

"Imre hesitated on the threshold, aware that when he crossed it he would be out of the familiar and into the unknown. That thought wearied him but not because he had become jaded by novelty. Dussehra was considered a world of strategic importance in this neighborhood of the galaxy. In the context of the wider galaxy, however, it was just a dot. There were dozens of worlds like it--perhaps hundreds. What mattered if it signed up or not? Why did he have to go through the same negotiations, time after time, when in the end it might make no difference at all?"


4 out of 5

Thunder Island - John Ringo

http://baencd.thefifthimperium.com/16-ClawsThatCatchCD/ClawsThatCatchCD/Ghost/1416509054__15.htm

Double co-ed BDSM scene terrorist nuke fishing trip blowup.


3 out of 5

Winter Born - John Ringo

http://baencd.thefifthimperium.com/16-ClawsThatCatchCD/ClawsThatCatchCD/Ghost/1416509054___0.htm

Stalker follow Osama lopping multi-girl rescue spook shot SEALing rant.


3.5 out of 5

Saturday, November 22, 2008

A Servant Of Satan - Darrell Schweitzer

A Servant of Satan: A Gothic Tale - Darrell Schweitzer

Countess bloody space angel sight.


4 out of 5

Sleight Of Wit - Gordon R. Dickson

Sleight of Wit - Gordon R. Dickson

World scout update boozeup ship trade.


3.5 out of 5

Danger--Human - Gordon R. Dickson

Danger - Human - Gordon R. Dickson

The transmigration of Timothy Eldridge.


3.5 out of 5

A Woman's Bones - Holly Phillips

A Woman's Bones - Holly Phillips

Digging for fire.


3 out of 5

The Men In The Back Room At The Country Club - Rudy Rucker

http://www.infinitematrix.net/stories/shorts/men_in_bracc.html

Alien barbie angel end times.


3 out of 5

Mercenary - Mack Reynolds

http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/24370

Picking the Upper Class fracas.


3 out of 5

Timmy Gromp and the Golden Hen Of Time - Chris Roberson

http://www.chrisroberson.net/2008/03/free-fiction-friday-timmy-gromp-and.html

All for one, and one for smokin' badger, you chicken.


3.5 out of 5

The Sky Goddess - Clive Trent

http://pulpgen.com/pulp/downloads/getpdf.php?id=1092

Just as tough topless as you.


1.5 out of 5

Written In Blood - Seabury Quinn

http://www.munseys.com/book/19238/Written_in_Blood

Anti-strangulation device.


3 out of 5

The Problems Of Professor Forrester - Seabury Quinn

http://www.munseys.com/book/19475/Problems_of_Professor_Forrester,_The

Good heavens, an evil old house.


2 out of 5

In the Fog - Seabury Quinn

http://www.munseys.com/book/18236/In_the_Fog

Confound it, someone's trying to knife me.


2.5 out of 5

The Stone Image - Seabury Quinn

http://manybooks.net/titles/quinnsother07Stone_Image.html

No ugly live art inside.


3 out of 5

The Monkey God - Seabury Quinn

http://manybooks.net/titles/quinnsother06monkeygod.html

Don't dance - oh good, a murder.


3 out of 5

Jerusalem's Lot - Stephen King

http://z0mbieastronaut.livejournal.com/2008/11/06/

May as well be hung for Yogsoggoth as a lamb.


3.5 out of 5

Children Of the Corn - Stephen King

http://z0mbieastronaut.livejournal.com/2008/11/06/

Crucifixion row monster.


3.5 out of 5

Story Of Your Life - Ted Chiang

http://variety-sf.blogspot.com/2007/10/ted-chiangs-story-of-your-life.html

Predicting language.


4.5 out of 5

The Whole Town's Sleeping - Ray Bradbury

http://www.zombieastronaut.net/MP3s/S/Suspense/1955/Suspense-061455-TheWholeTown'sSleeping.mp3

Serial killer surprise.


3.5 out of 5

Out Of the Silent Planet - C. S. Lewis

http://z0mbieastronaut.livejournal.com/2008/11/19/

If I was lamenting the state of contemporary fiction, as wikipedia mentions Lewis says in his biography, this is not what I would want to see happen to provide a cure.

A cure for insomnia, or, in a pinch, a firelighter, perhaps, but there is not much else of interest here.


2 out of 5

The Fruit At the Bottom Of the Bowl - Ray Bradbury

http://www.zombieastronaut.net/MP3s/G/GoldenApplesOfTheSun/GoldenApplesOfTheSun02TheFlyingMachine-TheFruitAtTheBottomOfTheBowl.mp3

Dead art and little spiders.


3 out of 5

The Flying Machine - Ray Bradbury

http://www.zombieastronaut.net/MP3s/G/GoldenApplesOfTheSun/GoldenApplesOfTheSun02TheFlyingMachine-TheFruitAtTheBottomOfTheBowl.mp3

Kite man lopped.


3 out of 5

Hail and Farewell - Ray Bradbury

http://www.zombieastronaut.net/MP3s/G/GoldenApplesOfTheSun/GoldenApplesOfTheSun01TheGoldenApplesOfTheSun-HailAndFarewell.mp3

Smart kid has growing up issues.


2.5 out of 5

The Golden Apples Of the Sun - Ray Bradbury

http://www.zombieastronaut.net/MP3s/G/GoldenApplesOfTheSun/GoldenApplesOfTheSun01TheGoldenApplesOfTheSun-HailAndFarewell.mp3

Trip temperature variation.


3 out of 5

The Boarder - Madeleine E. Robins

http://www.bookviewcafe.com/index.php?option=com_deeppockets&task=contShow&id=1331&Itemid=56

Alien foster chat.


3.5 out of 5

Top Rung - Christopher Anvil

Top Rung - Christopher Anvil

Leading attack too hard, pass the cigars.


2.5 out of 5

Torch - Christopher Anvil

Torch - Christopher Anvil

ICBM hot Mayday.


3 out of 5

Uncalculated Risk - Christopher Anvil

Uncalculated Risk - Christopher Anvil

Soil catalyst problem.


3 out of 5

Problem Of Command - Christopher Anvil

Problem of Command - Christopher Anvil

Rank displacement test.


4 out of 5

Friday, November 21, 2008

The Trojan Bombardment - Christopher Anvil

The Trojan Bombardment - Christopher Anvil

Luxury tactics.


3.5 out of 5

Babel II - Christopher Anvil

Babel II - Christopher Anvil

Expert overload.


3 out of 5

The New Member - Christopher Anvil

The New Member - Christopher Anvil

Bongolian demands.


3 out of 5

A Rose By Any Other Name - Christopher Anvil

A Rose By Any Other Name… - Christopher Anvil

Some military leader lion training.


3.5 out of 5

Truce By Boomerang - Christopher Anvil

Truce by Boomerang - Christopher Anvil

Matter transceiver dictator vulnerability bullet diplomacy.


4 out of 5

Moment Of Inertia - Charles Sheffield

Moment of Inertia - Charles Sheffield

Lack of crushing bloody experience.


3.5 out of 5

Killing Vector - Charles Sheffield

Killing Vector - Charles Sheffield

Got myself a naked singularity.


3.5 out of 5

With the Knight Male - Charles Sheffield

With the Knight Male - Charles Sheffield

Dragon slayer lawyering


3 out of 5

Calling Captain Future - Edmond Hamilton

http://www.archive.org/details/Callin...

When Captain Future gets an alert he is needed, here i shs adversary.

"I am going to form a legion of men who believe in me and will help me avert this peril – a Legion of Doom! But to prepare the forces that can turn aside the onrushing menace, I must have complete authority over all the resources of the System. I and my Legion must have temporary dictatorship over the System, if this terrible danger is to be averted." The figure of Doctor Zarro vanished from the televisor screen, leaving the operator and the mate of the Pallas thunderstruck.

"Who the devil was that?" gasped the stocky mate. "He didn't look completely human!"

Of course, when you have a mad scientist supervillain would-be dictator in charge of a Legion of Doom, and he is a Doctor, what do you have? That is right, you have Doctor Doom!

"She was picked up suddenly by the heavy-faced, vacant-eyed giant, Kallak. Roj had snatched the handle of the Brain's serum-case. They followed Doctor Doom's tall, gaunt figure into the rock tunnel, the Legionary lighting their way with a small atom-lamp."

Where else to get reinforcements for a Legion Of Doom, but the Interplanetary Prison, where you will find many paid up members of the Death Of Captain Future fan club.

Super pets and proton guns will be needed for this one.


3 out of 5

Grow Your Own - B. W. Clough

http://www.bookviewcafe.com/index.php?option=com_deeppockets&task=contShow&id=1358&Itemid=57

Vegie criminal revolution.


3.5 out of 5

Waterwoman Nude - Kate Daniel

http://www.bookviewcafe.com/index.php?option=com_deeppockets&task=contShow&id=1024&Itemid=56

Smart smooth mover lovedeath.


4 out of 5

The Right Hand and the Left Hand - Rebecca Lickiss

http://www.bookviewcafe.com/index.php?option=com_deeppockets&task=contShow&id=1198&Itemid=56

Death aids taxes.


3.5 out of 5

The Gordian Stone - James Enge

http://www.everydayfiction.com/the-gordian-stone-by-james-enge/

Rock, scissors, paver.


3.5 out of 5

The Tree Of Dreams - James P. Hogan

The Tree of Dreams - James P. Hogan

Less paperwork to stay.


3 out of 5

Windows - Jack McDevitt

Windows - Jack McDevitt

Don't miss the trip, human kid.


3 out of 5

Jailhouse Rock - James P. Hogan

Jailhouse Rock - James P. Hogan

Mocha hijack putaway.


3 out of 5

McAndrew and The Law - Charles Sheffield

McAndrew and the Law - Charles Sheffield

Entropy brane.


3.5 out of 5

Death and Elena - Michael Swanwick

http://www.infinitematrix.net/stories/swanwick/sleep_of_reason_4.html

Wet nad bash.


3.5 out of 5

The Sentinel - Michael Swanwick

http://www.infinitematrix.net/stories/swanwick/sleep_of_reason_3.html

Monolith squish.


3 out of 5

Citadel - Algis Budrys

http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/26191

Earthmen lying maniac Union.


3 out of 5

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Escape From New Austin - Paul Di Filippo

http://podcast.starshipsofa.com/podcast/StarShipSofa_Aural_Delights_No_50_Paul_di_Fillippo.mp3

Lack of Faithland in the new country.


4 out of 5

The Pilots - L. E. Modesitt

http://podcast.starshipsofa.com/podcast/StarShipSofa_Aural_Delights_No_51_Jeff_VanderMeer.mp3

Strange birds.


3 out of 5

Clad In Gossamer - Nancy Kress

http://media.rawvoice.com/podcastle/media.libsyn.com/media/podcastle/PC034_CladInGossamer.mp3

Wedding tackle wedding.


3 out of 5

The Windstorm Passes - Joe R. Lansdale

http://www.joerlansdale.com/stories.shtml

Crazy boy blue.


3 out of 5

Elena's Heart - Michael Swanwick

http://www.infinitematrix.net/stories/swanwick/sleep_of_reason_2.html

Making us bad girls.


3 out of 5

The Sleep Of Reason Produces Nightmares - Michael Swanwick

http://www.infinitematrix.net/stories/swanwick/sleep_of_reason_1.html

Snooze dream fire.


3 out of 5

Orphans Of Eden - Spider Robinson

http://media.libsyn.com/media/spiderweb/SOTW049.mp3

Time travel experiment judgement.


2.5 out of 5

Satan's Children - Spider Robinson

Satan's Children - Spider Robinson

Truth serum spread.


3.5 out of 5

Half An Oaf - Spider Robinson

Half An Oaf - Spider Robinson

Fat half future punt.


3 out of 5

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Virgin Planet 1-5 - Poul Anderson

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/0671319442/0671319442.htm?blurb

"There was a spurred boot in front of his nose. He rolled over, cautiously, letting his gaze travel upward. The boot, a laced affair of reddish leather, ended at a shapely knee. Above was a kilt of leather strips with iron bands clinched on as reinforcement. There was a wide belt supporting a sheathed knife on one side and a small pouch on the other. The belt went over a laminated cuirass of hardened leather, breastplate and backplate laced around a slender torso; a bust bucket of thin iron jutted from the front. Then there was a slim neck, a lot of yellow hair braided under a flat helmet with plumes, and a rather attractive sun-tanned face.

Davis sat up, remembering. Cosmos! That girl on the nightmare bird, the lariat and . . .

"What's going on?" he croaked. "Who are you?"

"F-Father!" stammered one of the girls. "It talks!"

She spoke Basic—a slurred, archaic form, but it was the Basic of Earth and all human planets. She must be human, thought Davis weakly; no alien was that humanoid.

A handsome wench, too, though a bit muscular for his taste. Davis began to smile through bruised lips at all ten of them.

"Gak!" he said.

The ten were identical.

Well, not quite . . . some leaned on spears and some bore light, wicked-looking axes, and some had a beltful of needle-nosed darts. That was not an enjoyable way of distinguishing girls.

He shuddered and grew aware that he had been stripped. He scrambled to his feet. Now Davis' home planet was a trifle on the cold side, and its customs had developed accordingly. They didn't exactly include a nudity taboo, but he had certainly found summer days on Earth—with too intellectualized a culture for taboos of any sort—more than a little distracting. "Sunblaze!" he gulped, under the interested eyes of decuplet girls. A jerk at the wrists told him his hands were tied behind his back. He sat down again, lifting his knees and glaring across them.

"I imagine Monsters would have learned the Men language, Ginny," said one of his visitors. On closer observation, Davis saw that she was older—in fact, the ages seemed to range from twenty to forty—and had a scar on one cheek. Some kind of insigne was painted on her breastplate—sunblaze, it was the six-pointed star of an astrogator'smate!

"It looks harmless," said one of the younger women doubtfully.

"Let's get it out, then," decided the officer. "You, Monster!" She shouted at him, as if to help him understand. "We friends. We not hurt-um you. You obey-um. Or else you get-um spear in-um guts."

"But I'm a friend too!" wailed Davis.

"Up!" said the officer, raising her battle-axe. She was tense as a drawn wire—they all were, all more than half afraid of him and doubly dangerous on that account. Davis rose."


2.5 out of 5

Apogee - Spider Robinson

Apogee - Spider Robinson

Demon deal boring masochist turn.


3 out of 5

Stallion - Bruce Holland Rogers

http://web.archive.org/web/20060512004049/http://www.shortshortshort.com/Stallion.html

Caffeinated and rearing to go.


2.5 out of 5

The Djinn Who Lives Between Night And Day - Bruce Holland Rogers

http://www.shortshortshort.com/Djinn.html

Cracker story.


3 out of 5

The Case Of the Missing Flower Pot - Bruce Holland Rogers

The Case of the Missing Flower Pot - Bruce Holland Rogers

Not Bill or Ben, maybe Geoffrey.


2.5 out of 5

Recovering the Body - Bruce Holland Rogers

Recovering the Body - Bruce Holland Rogers

Dirtnap advice.


3 out of 5

Visions Of Gingerbread - Bruce Holland Rogers

Visions of Gingerbread - Bruce Holland Rogers

Nutmeg her.


3 out of 5

Half Of the Empire - Bruce Holland Rogers

Half of the Empire - Bruce Holland Rogers

Kingdoms? Princesses? Boring! Sea for me.


3.5 out of 5

Estranged - Bruce Holland Rogers

http://www.strangehorizons.com/2000/20000911/Fiction_Estranged_Rogers.shtml

Wife worse than talkie toaster.


3 out of 5

Little Brother - Bruce Holland Rogers

Little Brother (TM) - Bruce Holland Rogers

Little boys shouldn't play with dolls.


3 out of 5

Synchronicity and the Single Girl - William Shunn

http://www.bloodrosemag.com/archives/sep_1998/synchron.html

You got the power, get out of here.


3 out of 5

Love In the Age Of Spyware - William Shunn

http://dir.salon.com/story/tech/feature/2003/07/16/city_of_angels/print.html

Smellbot surveillance deal.


3 out of 5

The Practical Ramifications of Interstellar Packet Loss - William Shunn

The Practical Ramifications of Interstellar Packet Loss - William Shunn

Shot down smartboy rendezvous.


3.5 out of 5

Fantasy Book Critic Interview - Neal Asher

http://fantasybookcritic.blogspot.com/2007/03/interview-with-neal-asher.html

On fantasy, stonking drones, monsters, plonkers, and more.


4 out of 5

D*U*C*K 1-3 - Poppy Z. Brite

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/159606076X/159606076X.htm

"Everything you've heard about summer in New Orleans is true. The only tourists who visit during that infernal season are hardy Germans and Australians, who can weather anything, and people from Alabama, Mississippi, and Texas, who are used to it and don

't have far to drive. The deepest pits of Hades have nothing on your average August day in the Crescent City. (You can say Crescent City if you like, because the Mississippi River cups the city in a crescent shape. Say "the Big Easy," or, worse, "N'Awlins," and people will know you're a tourist.)

Because of the sun pounding down out of the coppery sky—because of the stickiness that turns the air into a dishcloth from which you feel certain you could wring dirty water if only you could catch hold of it—because of that stink that rises off sidewalks and asphalt parking lots, choking the unwary with ghosts of shrimp shells, dogshit, burning tires and armpits—because the temperature seldom drops below the high eighties even at midnight, the people of the city try to keep their physical exertions to a minimum. In the heat of the day, there might be one old white man in a seersucker suit moving snail-slow along a sidewalk, or a group of black teenagers gesturing languidly at each other on the corner. Certainly there will be an ancient woman carrying a shopping bag and an umbrella; there's no chance of rain, but she's using the thing for a sunshade. These folks, you expect to see. The middle-aged man in the Broad Street neutral ground, standing motionless with a sign in each hand, occasionally putting one of them down to take out a handkerchief and blot the sweat from his smooth ebony dome—he is an unusual sight. His signs are handmade, but neatly printed. One reads THOU SHALT NOT KILL. The other says ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. You don't see him every day, but if you're from New Orleans or know the city well, you understand immediately what he's talking about.

There will be these people, and somewhere nearby there will be a chef hard at work. Kitchen workers don't have the option of keeping their labors to a minimum. Through sweat-soaked Julys and Augusts they preside over stovetop flames and the hot breath of ovens, swampy dish sinks and desert heat-mirages rising off grills."


3.5 out of 5

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Space Platform - Murray Leinster

http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/25051

A group of engineers and their superiors working on a base in space for experiments and further exploration - like trips to the moon - have to deal with both tough deadlines and multiple groups of saboteurs.

This includes the armed try and shoot you variety, and one stage.

Something that is definitely not SF anymore - ok, well trips to the moon by people are, currently not happening. An interesting solution proposed by one of this hardy crew - being very, very short and all.

e.g. midgets make cheap astronauts on a payload basis.


2.5 out of 5

Chasing Ray Interview - Ellen Datlow

http://www.chasingray.com/archives/2008/11/ellen_datlow_interview.html

On editing various types of anthologies.


4 out of 5

Passion Play - Nancy Holder

http://www.johnjosephadams.com/the-living-dead/?page_id=32

Anti-zombie performance.


3.5 out of 5

Followed - Will McIntosh

http://www.johnjosephadams.com/the-living-dead/?page_id=31

Corpse bad reminder.


3 out of 5

Sparks Fly Upward - Lisa Morton

http://www.johnjosephadams.com/the-living-dead/?page_id=29

Fundamentalist zombie abortion.


4 out of 5

In Beauty Like the Night - Norman Partridge

http://www.johnjosephadams.com/the-living-dead/?page_id=28

New model zombies.


4 out of 5

The Secret Life Of Gods - Maya Kaathryn Bohnhoff

http://www.bookviewcafe.com/index.php?option=com_deeppockets&task=contShow&id=1030&Itemid=56

Leguining to rubbish me, professor.


3 out of 5

Marsh Mallow - Maya Kaathryn Bohnhoff

http://www.bookviewcafe.com/index.php?option=com_deeppockets&task=contShow&id=1028&Itemid=56

Bog standard takeover.


3.5 out of 5

Shaman - Maya Kaathryn Bohnhoff

http://www.bookviewcafe.com/index.php?option=com_deeppockets&task=contShow&id=41&Itemid=56

Foon fashion magic.


3.5 out of 5

The Defiant Disaster - Kate Daniel

http://www.bookviewcafe.com/index.php?option=com_deeppockets&task=contShow&id=1020&Itemid=56

Earhart test pilot.


3.5 out of 5

Blow Job Red - Laura Anne Gilman

http://www.bookviewcafe.com/index.php?option=com_deeppockets&task=contShow&id=583&Itemid=56

Retro lippy stroke.


3.5 out of 5

The Natural History And Extinction Of The People Of The Sea - Vonda N. McIntyre

http://www.bookviewcafe.com/index.php?option=com_deeppockets&task=contShow&id=972&Itemid=56

No mer people around.


3.5 out of 5

The Two-Headed Girl - Paul Tremblay

http://www.fivechapters.com/what_the_paddler_heard/index_full.php

Bookclub swinger.

(note a serial to be completed over a few days)


2.5 out of 5

To Kiss the Star - Amy Sterling Casil

http://www.bookviewcafe.com/index.php?option=com_deeppockets&task=contShow&id=1168&Itemid=63

A Ship, no singing though.


4 out of 5

A Dry Martini - Vernor Vinge

http://timetravelershow.com/shows/tts27.mp3

Translurpination booze planet.


3.5 out of 5

A Place To Call Home - Amber Sistla

http://www.cosmosmagazine.com/2293/a-place-call-home?page=0%2C0

Virtual merger terms.


3 out of 5

Slave Trade - Susan Wright

http://www.bookviewcafe.com/index.php?option=com_deeppockets&task=contShow&id=214&Itemid=56

Rosie was a party girl, provided for by her bureaucrat mother. She didn't believe that aliens would take her for a sex slave, or that evenhappened. She gets into trouble one too many times, and ge ts way more than she bargained for.
Her mother had warned her to settle down, but she doesn't, and ends up an alien sex slave.

Time for a little rebellion on a wider scale than anti-maternal.


3 out of 5

Fool's War 1 - Sarah Zettel

http://www.bookviewcafe.com/index.php?option=com_deeppockets&task=contShow&id=1043&Itemid=56

" The look that passed between the two men was one that Dobbs decided she would have to learn to read.

Lipinski left with Yerusha and Schyler turned slowly, thoughtfully to Dobbs.

"And you are?" he inquired.

"Evelyn Dobbs." She touched her forehead in salute. "Master Fool for the Pasadena."

"Oh, you're our Lennox C." Schyler shook her hand. "Impressive entrance."

She beamed. "Takes years of special training."

"I suppose," he said, favoring her with the same calculating look he'd used on Yerusha, "that I don't need to tell you that Resit really does not like Freers."

"I got that feeling." Dobbs nodded. "But thank you."

Schyler leaned against the Pasadena threshold and rubbed his clean-shaven chin thoughtfully. "I hate to say this, Master Dobbs, but I think we're really going to need you on this trip."

Dobbs bowed. "'Let a fool be serviceable according to his folly,'" she quoted. "I am also, by the way, checking in."

"I thought you might be." He crossed the Pasadena's threshold and waved for her to follow him. "Might as well formalize at least one of you."

"Thanks." Dobbs climbed aboard the ship that would be her home for the next eight months."


3.5 out of 5

Monday, November 17, 2008

The Hate Disease - Murray Leinster

Tallien Three - Murray Leinster

Counter-para opposition smokeout.


3.5 out of 5

Destination Infinity - Henry Kuttner and C. L. Moore

http://www.wowio.com/users/product.asp?BookId=4766

Sam Reed is a normal human on Venus, a society ruled by immortals - or very long-lived people that dwell in cities that are proof against the outside Venusian life.

He isn't happy with this lot and when old enough, sets out to change things completely - but those who have lived for hundreds of years are tough opponents, especially when there is someone you don't know about.

Crime, war, scams, or whatever he needs to do he will take a shot at to break the Immortal control.

A few twists and turns to come after that, as well.


4 out of 5

Valley Of the Flame - Henry Kuttner

http://www.feedbooks.com/book/2319

A man working in Brazil finds his colleague a little odd, as he does rumours of a strange force that permeates the area.

An unlikely message from a strange woman draws Brian Raft into the area of the title.

It is then monkeyboy vs cat people for control of the radiation of the Flame. Swords, guns, claws and gauntlets, with the help of a local guide and the man responsible for their problems.


3.5 out of 5

A Million Years To Conquer - Henry Kuttner

http://manybooks.net/titles/kuttnerhother07creature_from_beyond_infinity.html

A traveler from a world doomed in a far-off conflict has arrived at Earth - but far in the past. He sees the potential, and resolves to wait until they are advanced enough to understand him and his technology.

However, surviving through the ages and against another similarly advanced opponent will prove difficult, until the arrival of the adult human Steve Court, in the early 1940s.


2.5 out of 5

The Time Axis - Henry Kuttner

http://manybooks.net/titles/kuttnerhother07time_axis.html

Combating the nekron through space and time.

A message sent back through time by the Face of Ea is discovered, archaeology-wise. Seeing this isn't your normal relic - and in fact a vision of a future city in trouble leads four people into a cross space-time adventure that at times can be of the 'head hurty' variety.

As to who is who, and sometimes both who is who, and when, and in what body, or what sentient machine, or time, or location.

Definitely will keep the interest.


3.5 out of 5

The Creature From Beyond Infinity - Henry Kuttner

http://manybooks.net/titles/kuttnerhother07creature_from_beyond_infinity.html

A traveler from a world doomed in a far-off conflict has arrived at Earth - but far in the past. He sees the potential, and resolves to wait until they are advanced enough to understand him and his technology.

However, surviving through the ages and against another similarly advanced opponent will prove difficult, until the arrival of the adult human Steve Court, in the early 1940s.


2.5 out of 5

The Star Of Life 1-5 - Edmond Hamilton

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/0245232265/0245232265.htm

"There is one more thing I have to tell you, Hammond, and then you must make up your own mind what you want to do about it. To be brutally honest, you won't have a great deal of choice, but I would like to tell you as much as I can.

"You've been very curious about what we're doing down here in these dismal catacombs—why we're in hiding, afraid to show our heads above ground. It's very simple. We're engaged in an illegal activity, and if we're caught at it we'll get the extreme penalty."

He paused and then said quietly,

"We're building a star-ship."

Hammond stared at him. He did not know why he should have been so stunned by this revelation. Perhaps it was because the idea of a star-ship, legal or illegal, could still stun him.

"A star-ship?"

"Yes. It will not have the Vramen device in it. It will fly with a picked crew—all of us here are spacemen and volunteers—and it may eventually reach its destination."

Hammond's pulses began to hammer. He leaned forward. "Althar?"

"Althar. The hidden world of the Vramen. It's a suicide attempt, Hammond. We all know it." Wilson's eyes had that John Brown look again, ruthless and exalted. "But if we should succeed, we will have given all mankind indefinitely long life, freeing them forever from the tyranny of the Vramen and the vastly greater tyranny of time. We think it's worth the risk."

He stood up, looking down at Hammond.

"I don't know whether you will think so or not. We hope that you will join us. But that's a decision you must make yourself."

Hammond looked up at him incredulously. "Why would you want me? It doesn't make sense. Granted that all this is true, and I still can't half believe it, why me? I don't know star-ships or stars. I don't know your technologies. I'm a primitive, compared to you people. What use would I be?"

"There's a big struggle ahead." Wilson said. "Even if we reach Althar and expose the Vramen's hoarded secret to the whole galaxy, that will only begin the fight. The peoples of the galaxy are used to the Vramen dominance and it will be hard for them to shake it off. And that's why we'll need you, Hammond. Once we prove to everyone you're what you are, one of the first of the oldtime spacemen, you'll become a symbol of the oldtime freedom of space we're trying to win back."

Hammond grunted. "I see. Propaganda value—I might have known."


3.5 out of 5

A Fistful Of Charms - Kim Harrison

http://www.kimharrison.net/A_Fistful_of_Charms.htm

" “David, let it go,” I said, exasperated. “I’m happy to come out here and make sure some witch isn’t scamming you. It’s no big deal. I do this stuff every day. In the dark. Usually alone. And if I’m lucky, it involves running, and screaming, and my foot in somebody’s gut.”

The Were smiled to show his flat, blocky teeth. “You like your job, don’t you.”

I smiled right back. “You bet I do.”"


3 out of 5

Every Which Way But Dead 1 - Kim Harrison

http://www.kimharrison.net/Every%20Which%20Way.htm

"Tonight I’d find out if my carefully worded verbal contract made three months ago would keep me alive and on the right side of the ley lines. I had agreed to be Algaliarept’s familiar voluntarily if it testified against Piscary, the catch being that I got to keep my soul.

The trial had officially ended two hours after sunset tonight, sealing the demon’s end of the bargain and making my end enforceable. That the undead vampire who controlled most of Cincinnati’s underworld had been sentenced to five centuries for the murders of the city’s best ley line witches hardly seemed important now. Especially when I was betting his lawyers would get him out in a measly one."


3 out of 5

Stroke Of Midnight 1 - Laurell K. Hamilton

http://www.laurellkhamilton.org/Merry/SOMChapterOne.html

"I didn't recognize the reporter that had asked the question. He was a new face to me, maybe new since yesterday. I'd thought I'd seen a mass of reporters before, but since yesterday's assassination attempt had happened in front of the media, on camera, well, we'd had to turn down some of the reporters, because the big room wouldn't hold more. I'd been doing press conferences since I was a child. This was the biggest one I'd had, including the one after my father was assassinated, when I was a child. I'd been taught to use names for reporters when I knew them, but to this one I could only smile, and say, "My arm is only sprained. I was very lucky yesterday."

Actually, my arm hadn't been injured in the assassination attempt that the media got on film. No, my arm had been hurt on the second, or was that third attempt on my life, yesterday. But those attempts had happened inside the sithen, where I was supposed to be safe. The only reason the Queen and my bodyguards thought I was safer here than outside in the human world, was that we had arrested or killed the traitors behind the attempts on me, and the attempt on the Queen. We'd damned near had a palace coup yesterday, and the media didn't have a hint of it. One of the old names for the fey, is the hidden people. We've earned the name."


3 out of 5

Seduced By Moonlight 1-2 - Laurell K. Hamilton

http://www.laurellkhamilton.org/Merry/SBM.htm

"A lot of people lounge by pools in L.A., but few of them are truly immortal, no matter how hard they pretend with plastic surgery and exercise. Doyle was truly immortal and had been for over a thousand years. A thousand years of wards, assassinations, and political intrigue, and he'd been reduced to being eye candy in a thong bathing suit by the pool of the rich and famous. He lay at the edge of the pool, wearing almost nothing. Sunlight glittered across the blue, blue water of the pool. The light broke in a jagged dance across his body, as if some invisible hand stirred the light, and made it turn into a dozen tiny spotlights that coaxed Doyle's dark, dark body into colors that I'd never known his skin could hold.

He wasn't black the way a human being is black, but more like a dog is black. True black like the darkest of nights, or so I'd thought. Watching the play of light on his skin, I realized I'd been wrong. His skin gleamed with blue highlights, a shine of midnight blue along the long muscular sweep of his calf; a flare of royal blue like a stroke of deep sky touched his back and shoulder. Purple to shame the darkest amethyst caressed his hip. How could I ever have thought his skin monochrome? He was a miracle of colors and light, strapped across a body that rippled and moved with muscles honed in wars fought centuries before I was born."


2.5 out of 5

Sly Moongoose 1/3 - Tobias S. Buckell

http://www.tobiasbuckell.com/2008/11/13/sly-mongoose-first-third-free/

"“We can’t let you do this.” The passengers had linked arms. They looked serious.

Pepper shook his head. “This is suicide. They’re trying to harm us.”

“You can’t kill them,” Gerald said. “Neither you nor the captain can kill them. We’ll keep them contained until we get to Chilo, and then we’ll get help.”

Pepper took a deep breath, planning his route, as all three infected stood up. With feet and hands tied they barely managed to stumble forward, but the first two fell and bit the ankles of the nearest passengers.

The ring realized what had happened. Passengers screamed and stomped back, the group’s unity dissolving as it realized the threat really came from behind.

Pepper shoved his way through toward the third infected man. This one stumbled his way toward the nearest door.

As he reached out to undog it Pepper smacked the back of the passenger’s head with the metal leg. The impact splattered brain against the steel doors.

Pepper turned around. Even though there was no tapping on this door, he’d bet anything a large number of the zombified crew lurked on the other side.

Passengers had subdued the other two, taking them down and hogtying them again. But not without numerous bites and scratches. Pepper walked across the room in the opposite direction, stopping only to briefly wipe his metal chair leg clean on a piece of drapery left lying on the floor."


4 out of 5

The Riddle Of the Rangoon Ruby - Maxwell Grant

http://worldebooklibrary.com/eBooks/WorldeBookLibrary.com/rangoonruby.htm

Jewellery fakes and murder, for The Shadow and friends.


3 out of 5

Blackmail Bay - Maxwell Grant

http://www.unexploredworlds.com/RealPulp/htm/rpulp95.htm

The Shadow and friends have a blackmailer to stop.


3 out of 5

The Pool Of the Stone God - Abraham Merritt

http://www.unexploredworlds.com/RealPulp/htm/rpulp97.htm

Pearls before monsters.


3.5 out of 5

The Man From the Future - Donald A. Wollheim

http://www.unexploredworlds.com/RealPulp/htm/rpulp87.htm

Dwarf con.


3 out of 5

Temptress Of the Time Flow - Gardner F. Fox

http://www.unexploredworlds.com/RealPulp/htm/rpulp118.htm

Timerupters to stop, even if I am supposed to be dead.


3.5 out of 5

The Biped Reegan - Alfred Bester

http://www.unexploredworlds.com/RealPulp/htm/rpulp39.htm

No woman, no cry, so fly, or die.


3 out of 5

Rose Orchid - Rex Stout

http://www.unexploredworlds.com/RealPulp/htm/rpulp71.htm

Deserter decision.


2.5 out of 5

The Pendulum - Ray Bradbury and Henry Hesse

http://www.unexploredworlds.com/RealPulp/htm/rpulp03.htm

Time prisoner.


2.5 out of 5

Okra Sorghum Yam - Bruce Holland Rogers

http://media.rawvoice.com/podcastle/media.libsyn.com/media/podcastle/PCFlash017_OkraSorghumYam.mp3

Stewing princess.


2.5 out of 5

Bullet Bait - Clifford Goodrich

http://www.unexploredworlds.com/RealPulp/htm/rpulp04.htm

The hero of the piece is Commissioner James Gordon, yes, you heard that right. He sets up a sting operation on a racketeering group targeting a transport company. The head of this company of course has a pretty and plucky daughter, who helps out.

Most people believe The Whisperer is a super villain, and a killer, not a cop in disguise, is part of the ruise. Here he has to go in with a lot of armed men, and try to stay alive while duping them.

He has to hope his 'super dental-plate' and other disguise holds up!


3 out of 5

Red Gem Of Mercury - Henry Kuttner

http://www.unexploredworlds.com/RealPulp/htm/rpulp27.htm

Crimson Star Sapphire mob.


3 out of 5

The Air-Mail Murders - Clifford Goodrich

http://www.unexploredworlds.com/RealPulp/htm/rpulp16.htm

A blackmailer has a novel punishment for those that refuse to pay. He literally sends them airmail to Commissioner Gordon, complete with stamps! Wildcat Gordon certainly has pimp style, when dressing.

The Whisperer must track down this fiend and his dastardly vertical corpse mail service. This bit will make you go 'whoa'.

Fun story.


3 out of 5

The God Of Tarzan - Edgar Rice Burroughs

http://www.unexploredworlds.com/RealPulp/htm/rpulp99.htm

Tarzan's edification via book.


3 out of 5

Searchlight - Robert A. Heinlein

http://www.unexploredworlds.com/RealPulp/htm/rpulp41.htm

Find Blind Betsy.


3.5 out of 5

The Curse Of the Monolith - L. Sprague de Camp and Lin Carter

http://www.unexploredworlds.com/RealPulp/htm/rpulp86.htm

Conan, by dint of prowess is now a Turanian captain. He is sent on a mission to Khitai. The foppy type he takes along lures him into a night quest by promise of treasure.
Conan is none to pleased to learn he is to be a human sacrifice, instead.
Now, said magic using fop guy. Out of all the band, and people, he picks Conan?
What is Khitan for fracking stupid?


3 out of 5

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Thraxas Under Siege 1-6 - Martin Scott

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1416520880/1416520880.htm

""Thraxas, is there any chance of you shutting up?"

"Absolutely none. I tell you, next time Lisutaris finds herself on the wrong end of an Orcish phalanx, she can look for someone else to rescue her. The woman's lack of gratitude is a scandal."

"She sent you a gift. It's downstairs."

"What?"

"I brought it down in a wagon. She said to tell you it was for saving her life."

I pause.

"Possibly I spoke harshly. What is it?"

Makri shrugs.

"I lost interest a while ago."

I'm deflated. I wasn't ready to stop complaining yet.

"This doesn't excuse her getting me involved with Herminis."

Makri curses me for a fool, yawns, and departs to her room. I hurry downstairs to take a look at my gift. I can't remember when anyone last sent me a present. Maybe my wife, on my wedding day. That was more years ago than I care to remember. My wife, wherever she is now, probably wouldn't want to remember it either.

The tavern is full of drinkers. There's a very large crate behind the bar. Gurd is curious as to the contents, as are Viriggax and his squadron of northern mercenaries. I ignore them all and drag the box upstairs. If Lisutaris has sent me anything good, I'm not going to share it with a bunch of drunken mercenaries.

I wrench the lid off, drag out some padding, then start emptying the contents on to the table. There's a layer of bottles, and the very first one I take out makes me stop and stare. It's a bottle of klee with three golden moons painted on the side. I know what that means. It's the Abbot's Special Distillation, a brand of klee so rare and fine as to never be seen in Turai outside the Imperial Palace and a few exclusive residences in Thamlin. Compared to the klee I normally drink it's like . . . like . . . well, there's no comparison. The only time in my life I drank this was at a banquet at the Palace, and even then I had to sneak it off the Consul's table. I place the bottle reverently on my table and find there are three more in the box. Four bottles of the Abbot's Special Distillation, made with love and care by the most talented monks in the mountains. Already I can feel my worries fading away.

I burrow further into the box and drag out another bottle, this one being thicker, of brown glass, with fancy calligraphy on the label. As I recognise what it is, my legs go slightly weak. The Grand Abbot's Dark Ale, a brew so precious, so fine in every way, as to be the only beer ever deemed fit for the King. Beer is not normally imbibed by the city's wine-quaffing elite, but an exception is made for the Grand Abbot's Dark Ale. I doubt if the monastery that produces it brews more than fifty barrels a year, and every one of them goes to the Palace. So famous is the Grand Abbot's Dark Ale that a barrel of it was once used as part of a treaty with the Simnians. This beer is the finest beverage in the known world, and I haven't had a drop for more than ten years. Lisutaris, a woman I have always held in the highest regard, has sent me eight bottles. I dab a little moisture from my eyes. Beer like this just doesn't come to a man more than once in a lifetime.

Underneath the beer is a small sack of thazis, but not the dried brown leaves we normally have to put up with in Twelve Seas. This is moist, green, and pungent. Thazis grown by Lisutaris herself. Again, I'm amazed. The sorceress is devoted to thazis. Not only does she have a house in her garden with walls made of glass, specially for growing the plants—an unheard-of extravagance—she has actually developed a spell for making the plants grow faster. There is no finer thazis anywhere, and she's sent me enough to get through the winter, and more.

Underneath the thazis are six bottles of Elvish wine. I'm not a connoisseur of wine but I know, from the standard of the other goods, that this will be from the finest vineyard on the finest grape-growing Elvish isle. At the bottom of the box is an enormous joint of venison, wrapped in an unusual fold of muslin. It doesn't seem to be dried, or salted, as venison usually is in winter. There's a note pinned to it.

From the King's own forest. Will stay fresh till you want to eat it.

My senses pick up the tiniest flicker of sorcery. The joint is magically protected against ageing. I place it with the other goods on my table then sit down to stare in wonder. Four bottles of klee, eight bottles of ale, six bottles of wine, a bag of thazis and a joint of venison. All of a quality never seen in this part of town. It's an outstanding gift. I'm man enough to admit that I was wrong about the Mistress of the Sky. She's a fine woman and a credit to the city. A powerful Sorcerer and sharp as an Elf's ear. I've always said so. Long may she lead the Sorcerers Guild to greater glory."


3.5 out of 5

Strange Robby 1-6 - Selina Rosen

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1592220460/1592220460.htm

"Tommy and Spider walked up to the bar, and Tommy showed the holograph of the "suspect" to the bartender.

"You see this guy around, Tony?"

Tony shrugged. "He doesn't look familiar."

Tommy turned off the image and put his comlink away. "In that case, bring us a couple of beers."

The bartender handed them their drinks and they walked over to a corner booth and sat down. Tommy took his comlink out of his pocket and purposely dropped it onto the surface of the table.

"Oh shit." He picked it up and showed it to Spider. "Would you look at that? It erased the composite drawing of the suspect. Wouldn't you know it? I didn't take the three seconds it takes to save it on the main frame."

Spider shook her head, a look of mock horror on her face. "How very careless of you! Especially after the Lieutenant gave us all that huge briefing addressing that very subject just this morning . . . Speaking of ole needle butt, what was all that bull shit back at the crime scene about?"

"Gee, I don't know, maybe it had something to do with you walking up on the murder scene and dancing a jig around the corpse," Tommy said. "I can't imagine why the lieutenant might think that maybe we weren't putting our best efforts into this case."

"That 'poor fucker' was a child molester with six convictions. Jails get over crowded, some bleeding-heart dove starts screaming that it's 'uncivilized' to keep people locked up under those conditions, and so they let . . . how many of them go this month?"

"Six hundred and fifty two. Mostly first offenders . . . "

"That's not the fucking point. We catch them, and the system lets them go on whatever the technicality of the month is. If someone's willing to come along and kill 'em, I say we give 'em a fucking reward and a goddamn medal instead of trying to catch him and lock him up."

"We're not going to catch him if we don't try." Tommy took a long sip of his beer and looked around to make sure no one was watching, although it was hard to say whether it was because he was drinking or because of what he'd just said.

"Well, we're going to have to at least start going through the motions, or someone is going to catch on," Spider said, lowering her voice still further.

Tommy nodded. "Well, it doesn't help that you keep having an orgasm every time we find a stiff."

"I'm louder when I'm having orgasm, but you're right. I'll try to cool it. It's just hard for me to get too worked up when the so-called 'victim' is a fucking psychopath in his own right. It's poetic justice if you ask me."

"Nobody's asking you, so just keep your big mouth shut for a change. You don't have to act grief stricken, but you don't need to rent a hall and throw a kegger, either."

Spider nodded her understanding.

"Aren't you going to drink your beer?"

"We're on duty, Tommy," Spider said.

Tommy looked at her in disbelief. "Tampering with evidence is okay, but drinking a fucking beer . . . "

"Okay, all right." She laughed, wrapped her hand around the bottle and raised it to her lips."


4 out of 5

Stop This Man - Peter Rabe

http://www.hardcasecrime.com/books_bios.cgi?entry=bk58&type=excerpt

"Cal boy! Cal buddy! You’re busting my heart, honest, Cal boy." Then he patted his buddy on the back and gradually his face got stern. "Cal!"

"Yes, Tommy?"

"We got to have a miracle."

"There ain’t—"

"First guy comes along we ask for a miracle, Cal buddy."

Cal had stopped crying. He felt like himself again. "Maybe an angel’s gonna come down the street? Carrying a pint?"


3 out of 5

Flotsam - Gareth L. Powell

http://www.conceptscifi.com/ezines/Concept_Sci-fi_Issue_3.pdf

Black, gnarly and out of control.


4 out of 5

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Colin and Ishmael In the Dark - William Shunn

http://www.shunn.net/dark.html/
http://media.rawvoice.com/podcastle/media.libsyn.com/media/podcastle/PC031_ColinAndIshmael.mp3

Disinherited dark sight release.


4 out of 5

The Girl With the Sun In Her Head - Jeremiah Tolbert

http://media.rawvoice.com/podcastle/media.libsyn.com/media/podcastle/PC033_TheGirlWithTheSunInHerHead.mp3

Graffiti can leave you a green feeling.


3.5 out of 5

The Seas Of Castle Hill Road - Rick Kennett

http://media.libsyn.com/media/dunesteef/Dunesteef_13_The_Seas_Of_Castle_Hill_Road_by_Rick_Kennett.mp3

Rick Kennett's mendicant investigator, and his banana bender platonic female friend look into The Seas of Castle Hill Road. A ghost of a woman is producing ocean effects, which is a little disturbing when you are on dry land.
She might be a handy spook to have around in a drought, but not every day. Ernie and Sonia have to look into what her story is.


3.5 out of 5

A Better Mousetrap - Mike Resnick

http://www.concatenation.org/futures/a_better_mousetrap.pdf

Fuzzy logic solution.


4 out of 5

Friday, November 14, 2008

A Victim Of Higher Space - Algernon Blackwood

http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/10659

John Silence meets a man who is overly familiar with the tesseract.


3.5 out of 5

The Trouble With Superman - Chris Roberson

http://media.libsyn.com/media/revolutionsf/RevCast_TheTroubleWithS.mp3

Superman's a cheap beer dick.


3 out of 5

Exploring the Etheric Borderland with Moris Klaw - J. F. Norris

http://www.violetbooks.com/REVIEWS/morisklaw.html

An essay and overview of Sax Rohmer's Dream Detective.


4 out of 5

Thursday, November 13, 2008

The Haunted Stars 1-5 - Edmond Hamilton

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1515006980/1515006980.htm

"Ha!" said Lisetti. "We all got a fairy story like that. Important research problem, need you at once—and then we find them bringing us here to Morrow. And nobody tells us why. Now why would they want four linguists at Morrow?"

"I still say it's a code," said Speer.

Fairlie looked at him. "A code?"

"It stands to reason," said Speer. "There's a big tiff going on between us and the Russians over Gassendi. All those charges. They'd want to know what instructions the Russians are sending out to their lunar bases. Ten to one, we've been brought here to crack a Russian code."

The rumbling voice of Bogan interrupted them. "Three hours. And not a word from anybody. I shall have something to say about this high-handed—"

Bogan, in turn, was interrupted by the opening of the door. Hill came back in and said hastily, "Gentlemen, let me introduce—"

But the foremost of the two men behind Hill shouldered past him, saying, "That's all right, Hill, I'll take it from here."

Hill went out and shut the door, fast, as though he was glad to get out of there.

The man who had spoken to him told them genially, "I'm Nils Christensen, the chief of Lunar Project. This is Glenn DeWitt, formerly of the Air Force, now my assistant in charge of Special Research."

Christensen's face was perfectly familiar to Fairlie, as it had been to everyone since he had been taken out of his place at the head of a great electronics corporation to become the czar of Lunar Project. A slightly idealized portrait of him had twice adorned the cover of Time Magazine. But Fairlie hadn't expected the man to be so big. He was well over six feet and looked like a ruddy, cheerful Viking, but a Viking who wore glasses and who was getting just a little gray at the edges.

DeWitt, the other man, was younger, and beside Christensen he was rather ordinary-looking, a chunky, dark man of forty with a tight face. Suddenly Fairlie remembered that face too, it had been in the newspapers a few years ago. Colonel DeWitt, who had angrily resigned from the Air Force to protest its slowness in developing space-missiles, or something . . .

Christensen shook hands with each of them, repeating their names, and then said, "Please sit down. You are entitled to an explanation, and I'll give it to you fast."

Bogan began a premonitory rumble, but Christensen went on quickly. "To get right down to it, you know the row the Soviets are making over Gassendi, their charges that we have a military missile-base up there?"

They nodded, all except Bogan. Christensen said, "Maybe you've wondered why we simply don't let a Soviet inspection-team look at Gassendi, to disprove the charges?"

Lisetti answered him. "I have wondered. Everybody has wondered."

Christensen said, "Well, I'll tell you why we haven't. We haven't because we can't. There is a military base in Gassendi."

The information was stunning. Speer was the first to speak, and he said incredulously, "You mean—we've broken the Neutralization Agreement, and built a missile-base there?"

Christensen shook his head. "I didn't say that. I said there is a military base, or what's left of it, in Gassendi. But we didn't build it. It was there before either the Americans or the Russians reached the Moon. We just found it."

They stared. Lisetti asked, "But who—how long ago?"

"How long was it there before we got there?" Christensen paused. "As nearly as we can estimate, it's been there for around thirty thousand years."


3.5 out of 5

Earthbound - Alison Pearce

http://www.writingshow.com/podcasts/Alison_Pearce_2008.mp3

Multi-spirited revenge.


3.5 out of 5

Fugitive Of the Stars - Edmond Hamilton

http://www.webscription.net/chapters/1602823987/1602823987.htm

"To fall with a soundless scream through an empty chaos of contending forces, to be riven right out of your own dimensions and hurled quaking through alien continua . . . that was how it was, if you looked at it one way.

But not, thought Home, if you looked at it his way. It was a voyage through enchanted isles on the shores of the universe, through the great lamps of foreign suns, where pale planets rose up in colored sunlight like mysterious new Hesperides, and dropped behind you, and you went on and on, mystery into mystery.

"The trouble with me," he thought wryly, "is that I've still got a little of the romantic fourteen-year-old in me."

He was a long way from being a boy in a Connecticut city who had dreamed of stars. Eighteen years of time and a hundred-odd light-years of space. A long way, but he still got a bit of the old thrill when he looked out ahead through the pilot room windows. And this was nice, not only for his own sake but because he could share the thrill with Vinson, the young Second Pilot, who was making his first trip out here. Vinson spent most of his time staring out the windows as though he wanted to absorb into himself everything that he saw, so that he might keep it forever, unchanged.

The windows were not really windows. In a ship going many times faster than light by cross-cutting through dimensions, all you would see was a twisted blur. A ship's eyes were radar instruments of fantastic speed and scope, but human and near-human people had their psychological limitations, and it had been found that pilots functioned better when they could see with their physical eyes a summation of radar's information presented on window-like screens.

Home looked out at beauty and danger. This was the Fringe, where not many star-ships ever went. These swarms of high-piled suns, smoky red and pallid green, cruel white and warm, beckoning orange, lured and glittered like fabled islands. But they could lure to destruction. There were very few radar beacons or navigation aids out here, for this was far outside the vast network of the Federation. This was the coast of the galaxy, and if you went much farther you found yourself out in the black emptiness that ran all the way to Andromeda.

Home said to Denman, the third man in the pilot room, "Five, six times I've piloted through the Fringe, and I've never seen anything of all these wild world; but a few landing-fields for a few hours. I envy you."

"Don't," said Denman. He was a small, graying man, with a worried expression that had got more pronounced all the way. Not being ship's crew, he had no right to be in the pilot-room of the Vega Queen. But he was Federation personnel, and Captain Wasek had given him full freedom of the ship.

"Don't what?" said Home.

"Don't envy me. The Fringe may look like adventure and romance to you. What it really is, is a headache. To me, and to the Federation."

Vinson said knowledgeably, "I should think it would be. I mean, these primitive worlds don't belong to the Federation. Yet they depend on it for protection against invasion, that kind of thing. They're so far away and there's so much red tape about sovereignty and observers and so on. . . .""


3 out of 5

The Editors - Gordon Van Gelder

http://www.garethdjones.co.uk/2008/11/editors-gordon-van-gelder.html

An interview with Gareth D. Jones.


4 out of 5

The Sojourn Of Taizen Kiro - Jeffrey R. DeRego

http://www.clonepod.org/2008/11/05/ep-22-union-dues-the-sojourn-of-taizen-kiro-by-jeffery-r-derego/

TK gets left in charge thanks to a court case taking Tam away, so a stop off at the circus leads to a double bereavement.


4 out of 5

The Interplanetary Hunter - Arthur K. Barnes

http://www.feedbooks.com/book/2482

The first five Gerry Carlyle adventures. The Huntress is actually the major character, in general.

Interplanetary Huntress : 1 The Hothouse Planet - Arthur K. Barnes
Interplanetary Huntress : 2 Dual World - Arthur K. Barnes
Interplanetary Huntress : 3 Satellite Five - Arthur K. Barnes
Interplanetary Huntress : 4 The Energy Eaters - Arthur K. Barnes
Interplanetary Huntress : 5 The Seven Sleepers - Arthur K. Barnes

When Gerry Carlyle goes to Venus on a hunt, Tommy Strike ends up going with her. She is no-nonsense, used to being in charge and being the boss.

However, Tommy knows more than a thing or two about interplanetary wildlife himself, some of which Gerry doesn't. That, and different operating methodology causes some friction.

3.5 out of 5


"That man of mine," said Gerry Carlyle. "He's gotten himself into a jam, I fear."

He has done, too. Tommy has gone to do a bit of exploring of the Venusian Lost Continent, ignoring some normal procedure, and looking to make some money on the side.

His ideas for getting themselves out of the situation aren't instilling too much confidence in Gerry's aide that is unlucky enough to be stuck with him.

Luckily, the Huntress herself is on the ball, and he deserves the abuse he gets.

3.5 out of 5


Tommy is none too happy that the paralysis ray Gerry wants used on the monster laying waste to those that go to Satellite Five is tested on him!

Off he goes, nonetheless. Gerry then finds out some information, and she is not averse to a bit of the old phone book and fall down the stairs type of police work to get it.

Hooking up with a hotshot French pilot, she is off to Satellite Five.

Tommy is holding his own, but she fails to believe that as well as asexual production, the creature adapts to weapons used against it in previous generations.

3.5 out of 5


A couple of blokes with a little problem on the moon with some beasties and their electrical abilities need the help of Gerry Carlyle, and try a little psychology to get her assistance.

3 out of 5


Some space walking around a comet, some chases and other hair rising situations for Gerry, Tommy and crew. All to do with the evil media, perhaps.

3.5 out of 5





4 out of 5

The Seven Sleepers - Arthur K. Barnes

http://www.feedbooks.com/book/2482

Some space walking around a comet, some chases and other hair rising situations for Gerry, Tommy and crew. All to do with the evil media, perhaps.


3.5 out of 5

The Dual World - Arthur K. Barnes

http://www.feedbooks.com/book/2482

"That man of mine," said Gerry Carlyle. "He's gotten himself into a jam, I fear."

He has done, too. Tommy has gone to do a bit of exploring of the Venusian Lost Continent, ignoring some normal procedure, and looking to make some money on the side.

His ideas for getting themselves out of the situation aren't instilling too much confidence in Gerry's aide that is unlucky enough to be stuck with him.

Luckily, the Huntress herself is on the ball, and he deserves the abuse he gets.


3.5 out of 5

The Energy Eaters - Arthur K. Barnes

http://www.feedbooks.com/book/2482

A couple of blokes with a little problem on the moon with some beasties and their electrical abilities need the help of Gerry Carlyle, and try a little psychology to get her assistance.


3 out of 5

Satellite Five - Arthur K. Barnes

http://www.feedbooks.com/book/2482

Tommy is none too happy that the paralysis ray Gerry wants used on the monster laying waste to those that go to Satellite Five is tested on him!

Off he goes, nonetheless. Gerry then finds out some information, and she is not averse to a bit of the old phone book and fall down the stairs type of police work to get it.

Hooking up with a hotshot French pilot, she is off to Satellite Five.

Tommy is holding his own, but she fails to believe that as well as asexual production, the creature adapts to weapons used against it in previous generations.


3.5 out of 5