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nonionayI just finished Spin, by Robert Charles Wilson. I got it free from Tor as part of their promotional thing. Go sign up!
Following Old Man's War and Accelerando, I had decided to read the 2005 Hugo nominees. Those first two I adored, and so Spin, the ultimate winner, had a lot to live up to.
It did.
Old Man's War is funny and wonderful on a human level, Accelerando drowns the mind in one amazing idea after the other. Spin didn't grab my heart and guts like the first books did, it's subtler, more controlled. I'm listening to Mozart right now, so I'll compare the books to jazz and Mozart.
It's like Wilson has his story and his characters pulled tight as harp strings, and he knows exactly where to pluck at at exactly the right time. He introduces new elements at exactly the right moment. You think, "what if X is what's going on with that?" and only paragraphs later, he will confirm that you were right.
Until yesterday, I've been getting Robert Charles Wilson mixed up with Robert Anton Wilson (who I also need to read). And until only a few years ago, I always got Robert Anton Wilson mixed up with Anton LaVey, who I probably mixed with Aleister Crowley when I was much younger, because I don't know anything about anybody and put too much stake in names and a few other random details. (Others include the Stephanie Vaughn-Elizabeth Vaughn-Elizabeth Massie conglomerate. Two of those write romance, two I've read and love, one I embarrassed myself in person with by thinking she was one of the others.)
Anyway, now I'm getting way off track and what I really want to say is I'm excited I've got a new book to share with my dad, and thank you Tor for making it possible.
Following Old Man's War and Accelerando, I had decided to read the 2005 Hugo nominees. Those first two I adored, and so Spin, the ultimate winner, had a lot to live up to.
It did.
Old Man's War is funny and wonderful on a human level, Accelerando drowns the mind in one amazing idea after the other. Spin didn't grab my heart and guts like the first books did, it's subtler, more controlled. I'm listening to Mozart right now, so I'll compare the books to jazz and Mozart.
It's like Wilson has his story and his characters pulled tight as harp strings, and he knows exactly where to pluck at at exactly the right time. He introduces new elements at exactly the right moment. You think, "what if X is what's going on with that?" and only paragraphs later, he will confirm that you were right.
Until yesterday, I've been getting Robert Charles Wilson mixed up with Robert Anton Wilson (who I also need to read). And until only a few years ago, I always got Robert Anton Wilson mixed up with Anton LaVey, who I probably mixed with Aleister Crowley when I was much younger, because I don't know anything about anybody and put too much stake in names and a few other random details. (Others include the Stephanie Vaughn-Elizabeth Vaughn-Elizabeth Massie conglomerate. Two of those write romance, two I've read and love, one I embarrassed myself in person with by thinking she was one of the others.)
Anyway, now I'm getting way off track and what I really want to say is I'm excited I've got a new book to share with my dad, and thank you Tor for making it possible.
