Son of Man

I finished Jack McDevitt’s The Engines of God on the train ride home this evening. I wasn’t nearly as impressed by it as I was Chindi and I think in part it’s because he took so long to get to where he was going. I’m not saying it was a bad story or even bad writing; to me it seemed too long. Perhaps it would have made a good novella.

I hurried my way through the ending in part because I was eager to get started on the next book, Robert Silverberg’s Son of Man. It’s on of his books from the early 1970s and I have a particular fondness of that era. I’ve only read a handful of Robert Silverberg books, far fewer than I should have. But at least two of those have been outstanding. Dying Inside is on my list of 5-star books. Not quite as amazing, but still a very enjoyable book was The World Inside. I’ve just finished the first chapter fo Son of Man and already I like what I am reading. It’s very different from McDevitt (obviously). Silverberg’s writing is much more like Malzberg’s (or vice versa). It’s a dramatic change of style going from McDevitt to Silverberg, but so far, a very enjoyable one.

Published by Jamie Todd Rubin

Jamie Todd Rubin writes fiction and nonfiction for a variety of publications including Analog, Clarkesworld, The Daily Beast, 99U, Daily Science Fiction, Lightspeed, InterGalactic Medicine Show, and several anthologies. He was featured in Lifehacker’s How I Work series. He has been blogging since 2005. By day, he manages software projects and occasionally writes code. He lives in Falls Church, Virginia with his wife and three children. Find him on Twitter at @jamietr.