Science Fiction
Some older series are held together by polish. This one isn’t. It runs on momentum, character, and the slight pleasure of watching a story refuse to sit still.
Intrigue of Antares is the sort of thing I’d point at if someone wanted to know why I still make time for long-running SF/F that never bothered to explain itself into the ground. It just keeps moving. Not delicate, not tidy, but alive.
That matters more than a famous name on the cover.
Intrigue of Antares is the sort of thing I’d point at if someone wanted to know why I still make time for long-running SF/F that never bothered to explain itself into the ground. It just keeps moving. Not delicate, not tidy, but alive.
That matters more than a famous name on the cover.
There’s a case for old series being a bit untidy. Not every long-running adventure needs the clean architecture people now mistake for quality. What interests me here is the promise of a fantasy/SF hybrid that plainly trusts forward motion and personality more than explanation. That can be a virtue, though it can also become a licence for chaos if the writing isn’t doing enough elsewhere.