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Title: The Warrior's Apprentice
Author: Lois McMaster Bujold
Genre: Space opera (third in on-going series)
Thingummies: 5
Synopsis: Miles just wanted to impress a girl he had a crush on. But one thing leads to another and the next thing he knows, he's the accidental commander of a mercenary space fleet.
Thoughts: Having recently read the newest Vorkosigan book, which was a little disappointing (and also having gotten badly bogged down in one of the farming passages of Anna Karenina and really needing a break), I decided to revisit the first Miles Vorkosigan book.
It's every bit as delightful as I'd remembered. Miles' hyperactivity is infectious--the plot ricochets off the walls, bouncing along with frantic and endlessly entertaining energy. I have to admire Bujold's structuring--the number of hoops she manages to fling Miles through to get him into a ridiculous situation through a series of perfectly logical missteps is impressive.
I'd read this book before Shards of Honor and Barrayar, the first time. At the time, I really didn't notice most of the references to the previous books about Miles' parents. It works well on its own. It does work better having read the other two, though.
This is possibly the best entry point to firmly hook someone on Bujold's particular brand of manic energy. While I sense that she's grown a little weary of her restless, brilliant creation, he's a masterpiece. And really, when one creates a character who barrels in and takes over the lives of everyone he encounters, shouldn't one expect him to do the same to that of his author?
Author: Lois McMaster Bujold
Genre: Space opera (third in on-going series)
Thingummies: 5
Synopsis: Miles just wanted to impress a girl he had a crush on. But one thing leads to another and the next thing he knows, he's the accidental commander of a mercenary space fleet.
Thoughts: Having recently read the newest Vorkosigan book, which was a little disappointing (and also having gotten badly bogged down in one of the farming passages of Anna Karenina and really needing a break), I decided to revisit the first Miles Vorkosigan book.
It's every bit as delightful as I'd remembered. Miles' hyperactivity is infectious--the plot ricochets off the walls, bouncing along with frantic and endlessly entertaining energy. I have to admire Bujold's structuring--the number of hoops she manages to fling Miles through to get him into a ridiculous situation through a series of perfectly logical missteps is impressive.
I'd read this book before Shards of Honor and Barrayar, the first time. At the time, I really didn't notice most of the references to the previous books about Miles' parents. It works well on its own. It does work better having read the other two, though.
This is possibly the best entry point to firmly hook someone on Bujold's particular brand of manic energy. While I sense that she's grown a little weary of her restless, brilliant creation, he's a masterpiece. And really, when one creates a character who barrels in and takes over the lives of everyone he encounters, shouldn't one expect him to do the same to that of his author?
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Date: 2013-03-27 08:27 pm (UTC)From:Certainly worked that way with Bertie Wooster.