As an unexpected bonus, my trip to get Lady Knight also netted me the new J.D. Robb novel, Purity in Death, which I wasn’t expecting to see out for another week or two. I’m used to getting the September Eve/Roarke release while I’m moving into school, and the March on spring break—but this one was out a little early, and I won’t ever be in school again, hallelujah.
It’s a good thing I read these to enjoy the characters, because this setup is almost absurdly stupid. You can see why, ages ago in a review of an earlier volume, I said these weren’t really science fiction: no-one in sf would use a computer virus as a murder weapon without some explanation as to how, exactly, subliminal audio and visual stimuli could transfer a biological virus into a person’s brain, which then literally explodes. Yeah, that’s what I said.
Ahem. Anyway, characters not plot; fast-paced and snappy; guilty pleasure—check, check, and check. Another Noun/Adjective in Death book under the belt and another couple of hours spent harmlessly. But I think I’m ready for more big chewy space opera after all, for a somewhat less guilty pleasure . . .