If you can read only 5 or 10 pages of this novel at a time with this book then you’re most likely a beginning reader who gets tired with words. Good for you on beginning reading, keep it up. I do mean that.
For those that aren’t beginning readers: get ready to have a yoke thrown round your neck and ridden long and hard.
Like the first book, Old Man’s War, there is nothing groundbreaking here, but there doesn’t need to be. Scalzi’s writing grabs hold of your eyeballs and imagination like vice grip pliers.
Right when you begin to think the book is getting a little cliché, he punches you in the mouth for thinking that, and takes you for a ride around the ring again.
You can’t go wrong with a Scalzi book, people. Like all his others you’ll read a hundred pages when you only meant to sit down for fifteen minutes.
Damn good writer.
He seems to only get better with each book.