Every once in a while, life hands you one of those delightful moments. I stopped at Pazzo Books on a whim and found my attention drawn by a block of plain cold beige-green book. On closer examination, I noted the words "William Gibson" graven on the front. Flipping to the spine, what did I find but the words Pattern RecognitionWhen I opened the ( Read more... )

Win Pollard was a spy, period. The Russians at the end of the book described him as “...a brilliant man, an old opponent, supposedly long retired”. I don’t think someone who only designed crowd-control barriers and never actually engaged in espionage would rate such a description.

Read (well, more like 'just finished'): Pattern Recognition; been trying to figure out exactly what elevator pitch best fits this book. Best could come up with was: Charlie Stross' "Lobsters" set in 2002This book is mature metallic prose taking the weirdest corners of our recent reality and twisting them back on their selves, showing the reader a ( Read more... )