I got home quite late last night, and in my usual irresponsibility, failed to have something ready. I’m pretty booked through tomorrow, too, so you might just have to wait until Sunday. Or, realistically, Tuesday.

I’ve been reading through Alastair Reynolds’ Terminal World, and I have very little bad to say. I enjoy the characters, and I really, really enjoy the setting. I can’t say too much without spoiling it, but it mashes together a bunch of random genres, such that it’s not at all odd to find humans modified to the point that they can fly and dirigibles in the same scene.