Last night I finished reading the most FANTASTIC novel called Infinite by Jeremy Robinson. It contained all of my interests:
- Cryogenic sleep gone awry (very awry, muwahahahaha)
- Various references to Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the Starship Enterprise
- Conjecture about what humans will look like thousands of years from now
- A person who’s gone madder than Deanna Troi that time she lost her Betazoid telepathic abilities (if you don’t know by now that I’m talking about Star Trek: The Next Generation, then I can’t imagine we have anything at all in common.)
- Science-y talk that seems to be legit but isn’t so hard that you need a Ph.D. in physics to follow it
- Brains in vats! For the unfamiliar, there’s this philosophical theory about reality that proposes someone (who may or may not be a mad scientist) has actually taken your brain out of your head, placed it in a vat filled with life-sustaining liquid, and hooked it up to a supercomputer that triggers electrical impulses to make you think you’re actually feeling/seeing/smelling/etc. your environment. Basically, everything you experience is a simulation, and in reality, all you are is a brain in a vat! OMG!
I loved this book so hard that when I read the notes from the author at its conclusion, and saw that he was asking readers to post reviews because it would really help him out, I was all, “YES! I will post a review because this book is not only awesome, but I’d like to help a brother out.”
Then I got to thinking: A book review? I don’t know how to write a book review! Who do I think I am?!?
Then I got to thinking even more: Well, I have written five books. I think I’d probably be capable of writing a book review.
Followed by: Yeah, I can write a book, but a book review?!? That’s an entirely different animal! How long should it be? How much should I give away? How do you summarize over 300 pages of awesomeness in one compact blurb?
And then I wrote this blog post which is kind of a book review but mostly about my insecurities. Do with that what you will.
But the takeaway is — READ INFINITE! You will not be disappointed! (That’s my one-line book review and it really, really sucks. I’ll stick to my day job.)
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