SFRevu got a look at The Ghost Brigades and the reviewer seems pleased, calling it “An outstanding new work from an emergent author,” which is nice, aside from the fact that now I feel I should be fighting my way out of a cocoon or something. The other paragraph the Tor publicity department will no doubt be tickled with:
Scalzi has lost none of his flair for spare, evocative prose: the opening scene—in which a raid on a planetary installation turns out to be somewhat different than expected—is brilliant, and the scene that closes the first part of the book—another raid, this time on one of the enemy’s home planets—is both gripping and poignant. But this book—like the first—is more than a fine war novel: it is also a meditation on why we fight, the nature of loyalty, the meaning of consciousness, and the moral significance of free will.
This just in: I have flair!
I’m pleased that the reviews for TGB have been pretty good, but what I’m even more pleased about is that so far the reviews have the book within spitting distance of Old Man’s War in terms of quality — either a little above or a little below depending on reviewer tastes but either way pretty close to the mark. Being able to deliver consistently is pretty useful in a career sense (as long as one is consistently good, mind you — consistently delivering crap, yeah, you want to avoid that if possible). This is good news for me because TGB is different from OMW in several non-trivial ways, so I’m happy to see these early readers have been able to roll with those changes and still get a positive experience in the end.