Yesterday evening, like literary manna, Vernor Vinge’s The Children of the Sky fell into my lap. Got about halfway through it last night. So obviously there won’t be much blogging this evening, either.
It’s very good, but I knew going in it wouldn’t have the cosmic sweep and scope of A Fire Upon the Deep. Alas. Great space operas are few and far between. If you happen to love them also, I can recommend Iain M. Banks’ Culture novels.
Of course, E.E. “Doc” Smith is the forever master of this sub-genre. I was hitting Skylark and Lensmen books way before hitting puberty.
Which may explain a lot, come to think of it…