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Book Review: Gabriel: Zero Point

Gabriel stared at the capsule, Knowles’s last two words resonating in his head. Zero point. Before he had a chance to ask the doctor what she meant, she continued. 

“Zero point doesn’t refer to the mythical energy source, or the grade point average of some of the grunts I’ve met. It’s a term referred to by the Pakistani philosopher Aban Gurmani about a decade ago in his book. He used the term to signify a rebirth, but not like being born again. More of a…” Her voice trailed off as she looked up at the ceiling. “A new beginning. A starting point. Nowhere to go but up. When I was involved in the planning stages of the augmentation program a few years ago, I was reading Gurmani’s book, and I thought it was an apt description of what we do.”

Steve Umstead. Gabriel: Zero Point (Kindle Locations 312-318).

 Everyone lives two lives. There is the life before and the life after. What happens between those two points varies from person to person, and we are not always aware of what that moment was, but it always happens. Continue reading


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Book Review: The Sword of Neamha

Just then, Tancogeistla rode by, as if an embodiment of our thoughts. Cavarillos was right. Our general’s face was flushed with the fire of liquor and he was unsteady in the saddle. Passing the lugoae, the levy spearmen, he cursed their leader and ordered them to march faster.

“If he lives to see the end of this march, I will own that the gods are protecting him,” Cavarillos stated quietly. “If he does not lose his drunken head to the natives here, he will insult one of his own men to the point of killing him.”

“He is the anointed of the Vergobret,” I replied hotly. “They wouldn’t dare!”

“Once again, Cadwalador, hearken unto your own words. We are all alone here, far from the magistrates of the tribe. We may never see our tribesmen again. In this case, the men may decide that one as volatile as Tancogeistla is not fit to lead. A knife in the darkness, a sword thrust on the field of battle. That is all it would take.”

I glanced into the mercenary’s dark face, the man I called my friend. “You speak of treachery as though it were a light thing!”

He shook his great head slowly. “I have lived longer than you have, my brother. I have seen many men die, felt their blood run over my hands, watched their eyes as life fled them. We number scarce two hundred men. Are we all to die because of the foolishness of one? Or is it better for that one man to die that we all be preserved?”

I couldn’t answer him. I could scarce believe what I was hearing. And yet his words made a strange, twisted sense.

Sword of Neamha (Kindle Locations 262-277). Stephen England.

 

 

The road of honor is a hard one to follow. Honor can get in the way of friendship, love and survival. It is a difficult taskmaster that brooks no exception, and demands obedience, but one must choose to live the honorable life. Living, and dying, with honor is not something that can be forced upon anyone. It is a choice that must be made every day. Continue reading


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Book Review: Generation

He could not die. He remained, even as they ate into his half-buried torso. Dropping into the surrounding sea of leaves, burrowing and pulsing, tunnelling through his flesh and gnawing his bones; they made a home. He’d been aware of them throughout the long winter, but now the air was warmer and his senses were awakening. Perhaps he could hide from the plump overfed bodies. He wanted to go home.

He struggled to raise his mud-caked arm. Silver-dewed cobwebs strained and snapped, releasing sparks of water. Sodden earth clung to his elbow forming a gnarly branch. Trailing ivy, fed by leaching nutrients, tied the limb to the ground. He fought the binding weed until he collapsed, exhausted. Once more his arm settled back into the leaf mould as if it had never moved.

But on this day his thoughts came quickly and fluidly. Weeping joints and dead muscles warmed by sunshine filtering through the canopy oiled his movements. Finally he was free of the binding roots. He emerged like a fly from its chrysalis, unfolded his body, crease-by-crease, joint-by-joint, and willed each sinew to do his bidding. At last he stood.

 William Knight. Generation (Kindle Locations 36-44).

 

Less than two-hundred years ago we did not know what DNA was. Less than one-hundred years ago we started to understand what it was made of and what it looked like. Nearly sixty years ago we figured out what it did. Twenty years later the first organisms were genetically modified by scientists. Less than twenty years ago, genetic modification was used in our medicines, and within the last five years gene therapy has become a staple of modern medicine. It has never really been a question of if genetic manipulation will be used on humans, but when.

William Knight’s new book, Generation, takes a look at the very real possibility of a drug company’s foray into genetic manipulation and the unforeseen consequences of their actions. The story follows the investigation of freelance reporter, Hendrix Harrison. He’s a man living on the edge of his career and his sanity, and when he stumbles into the story of a lifetime, both will be tested. With the help of computer genius with an interest in conspiracies and forensic entomoligist who can’t explain why her readings are so out of line, he will discover the dark side of the quest for immortality.

I thoroughly enjoyed this book, in fact, I absolutely devoured it.  I would not call the book fast paced, but it is compelling and I couldn’t wait to see what happened next. The main characters are interesting and extremely human for all of their flaws and misunderstandings, especially Hendrix (Aitch, as he is known by his friends), who hates his cell phone and refuses to use twitter even though it could cost him his job.

The book is a fresh take on the classic zombie tales, and breaks completely away from the mold in a way that zombie lovers will still find compelling. Most of the story takes place in Northumberland, England, and is filled with local detail and color that leaves the reader feeling like they could be right there where the action is.

If I have a problem with the book, it is that Generation is supposed to be a horror novel. While the ideas promoted in the book are terrifying to comprehend, the book itself lacks the qualities of a classic horror novel. The first half of the novel is filled with the setup. The reader learns about the characters and gets an idea of what is going on, but there is little in the way of true suspense, so nothing to keep the reader on edge. The second half of the book is filled with action, the unveiling of conspiracies, violence, and murder: all the makings of tremendous thriller, but still, nothing that brings to mind horror. Don’t misunderstand me. I think the book is excellent and I highly recommend it, but I would not call it a horror.

 

 

 

 

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Novel Publicity Blog Tour Notes: Get Generation on Amazon or Barnes & Noble – you know you want to! And please vote for my blog in the traffic-breaker poll for this tour. The blogger with the most votes wins a $50 Amazon gift card. I want that to be me! You can vote in the poll by visiting the official Generation blog tour page and scrolling all the way to the bottom. Be sure to enter for your chance to win an autographed copy of Generation : ENTER HERE. William Knight is a British born journalist and technologist currently living and working in Wellington, New Zealand. He's chased a varying career starting in acting, progressing to music, enjoyed a brief flirtation with handbag manufacturing and was eventually wired into technology where he's been since 1989. In 2003 he published his first feature in Computing magazine and has since written about the many successes and failings of high-tech for the Guardian, Financial Times and the BBC among many others publications. He continues to maintain a lively IT consultancy. Connect with William on his website, blog, Facebook, Twitter or GoodReads.


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