The first non-Dune book of Frank’s that i ever read. And what did i think?
It ain’t Dune, that’s for sure. But, then, what is?
But it could have been better written. It just all seems rushed to fit into a 100page novella kind of thing when it could have been written really well as a full length trilogy.
The Earth has become humanity’s library, the place where all the knowledge of human history is kept for anyone in the galaxy wishing to access it, it’s like a galactic wide Wikipedia and then some.
And all Frank could think to do is to write a novella sized rushed thing out about it? Disappointing: not because it’s bad, but because it could have been so much more.
DeAnna sent me an ARC to have a read and comment on, with the caveat that she still had some polishing to do. So yes, there were a few things that still needed some work with the copy i received, but all in all, it was a very enjoyable read. And then, having sent my notes to Deanna, she then sent me an updated version back with my little moans all sorted out.
What i liked most-est about this book is that instead of the the usual bunch of short stories thrown randomly into a collection, DeAnna has taken time to tie all these stories together with a frame story. Each short is given its own character to tell it in a magical, story contest in a downstairs backroom of a speakeasy: which just happens to be organised by one of the Fae who we’re told really like to collect human stories.
But one of the story tellers is murdered just before the contest with the suspect most probably being one of the tellers at the table, which makes things more interesting.
Best of all, it’s a good collection of characters and a good collection of stories for you to enjoy, with a prize at the end for the best story.