The last one I read was The Business; it's certainly an improvement on that, but seems thus far to consist mainly of the thing a lot of the later non-SF does where the protagonist bimbles about doing lifestyle stuff and has sex.
I don't read many of the non-SF, but I was stuck at Leicester station in a WHS full of bad thrillers, "true crime", and bodice-rippers, having unexpectedly finished all but one of my books for the weekend and wanting to hold the Poppy in reserve for a child-repellent on the train (also it was too thin to last the journey).
I admit that things have just picked up with the introduction of this square-jawed girl but a quick check reveals that I am damn near halfway through the book - this is reminiscent of being told that one only has to watch eight/sixteen/thirty-four episodes of Saiyuki/Escaflowne/Initial D before the show really gets going. Life's too short and maybe it's still lousy after that!
not a patch on the SF
Re: not a patch on the SF
I don't read many of the non-SF, but I was stuck at Leicester station in a WHS full of bad thrillers, "true crime", and bodice-rippers, having unexpectedly finished all but one of my books for the weekend and wanting to hold the Poppy in reserve for a child-repellent on the train (also it was too thin to last the journey).
I admit that things have just picked up with the introduction of this square-jawed girl but a quick check reveals that I am damn near halfway through the book - this is reminiscent of being told that one only has to watch eight/sixteen/thirty-four episodes of Saiyuki/Escaflowne/Initial D before the show really gets going. Life's too short and maybe it's still lousy after that!