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I finished "The Voyage of the Sable Keech" (by Neal Asher) today, and again I was disappointed to reach the end, just because I was having that much fun reading it. That's the problem with good books: there's a feeling of loss when you've completed it. A small part wants to go back and re-read it, just to experience it all again.

About a third of the way through, however, I was starting to feel a trifle paranoid about something to do with the kind of characters I like - but thankfully it wasn't just me being weird in the end. XD;

Well, except for the fact I became quite attached to a giant whelk. That was a little odd. But it was such a nifty character... And how many books can you say that about when it comes to enormous gastropods?

Now to settle down with the others...

Please take that as a "definite recommendation" by the way. Even if you don't necessarily like Sci Fi or find it far too "sci".



(And, draw? Why would I want to do that? I've got reading to do...)

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