2015 military SF. Catherine Blackwood is a privateer ship's captain,
which in practice means mercenary; a new contract has her employed by
her estranged father to haul her idiot brother back out of whatever
trouble he's got himself into.
There are plenty of milsf warning signs here: publication by
Baen, an author whose previous credits are collaborations with another
Baen author (Larry Correia in this case), and an author who's been an
ordnance disposal tech and security contractor… who has one major
character who's a former ordnance disposal tech and current security
contractor. And the setting certainly feels like one carefully set up
so that people who think like veterans of the war in Afghanistan can
exist in The Future.
But on the other hand, while the story is certainly unoriginal, it's
distinctly well-written. With a split perspective we don't really get
enough of any of the primary characters, but while they're often
undeveloped they do at least manifest reasonable amounts of
personality. The plot complications make sense and arise out of
previous events.
The tech works, largely because Kupari has clearly inhaled Winchell
Chung's excellent
Atomic Rockets
site (and I know it was this one both because I recognise some of the
specific details and because Chung gets a namecheck within the story).
If you want to write physically plausible spaceships while not being a
rocket scientist yourself, this is the site to use for reference.
Apart from the spaceships this isn't a particularly futury future;
people may have air-cars and occasional powered armour, but they still
mostly fire bullets at each other.
There are elements of picaresque: on the way to the rescue, the ship
and crew deal with a variety of local entanglements, which sometimes
feel as if they were taken from a Traveller campaign… except that
they're worked out so that they make sense in context, rather than
feeling like façades of complication applied to Generic Planet #367B.
Culture doesn't seem to have drifted much in several hundred years of
spacefaring; sure, people may not remember who Napoleon was, but they
don't have much in the way of new traditions and references to replace
him. Oh, and there don't seem to be any democracies left, just
monarchy, dictatorship and anarchy.
This is space opera in a 1980s style, but it largely works. Don't
expect a modern style of storytelling or characterisation, but this is
a solid piece and I'd like to read more. Recommended by
Ashley R Pollard.
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