Attention, attention! My latest book, Crash is out today from Solaris. I’d be very grateful if you’d go and buy it. I could write something more subtle, coy even, but that’s what I’d really like, and we all know it, so why pretend?
But this is no one way street, no! Otherwise I’d be begging for your money simply by pan-handling, and you’d get nothing but a fleeting sense of alleviated post-Christian guilt by dropping pennies in my pot
Buy this book, and you get a… Hmm. I won’t make any claims as to its quality, I have to have some modesty, and the reviews aren’t in yet. Let’s leave it at a hard-SF novel of interstellar colonisation gone wrong.
Here’s the blurb, this is the best I’ve had yet on a book; it really encapsulates the story, so thank you Solaris.
Dariusz is an engineer whose career ended years ago; now, a man he’s never met sits in a bar that doesn’t exist and offers him a fresh start… at a price.
Cassandra — ‘Sand,’ to her friends — is a space pilot, who itches to get her hands on the controls and actually fly a ship, rather than watch computers do it for her.
The ‘Pointers’ — the elite 0.01% who control virtually all wealth — have seen the limitations of a plundered Earth and set their eyes on the stars.
And now Dariusz and Sand, and a half-million ambitious men and women just like them, are sent out to extend the Pointers’ and the Market’s influence across the galaxy. But the colony fleet is sabotaged and the ESS Adam Mickiewicz crashes, on an alien planet where one hemisphere is seared by perpetual daylight and the other shrouded in eternal night. The castaways have the chance to create society from scratch… but the hostile planet — or their own leaders — may destroy them before they can even begin.
Here’s a link to the US Amazon page, and the UK Amazon page.
Funnily enough, I’m reading Proxima for review by Stephen Baxter at the moment. I say funnily enough as his book covers many of the same issues mine does. We both must have been inspired, I think, by relatively recent speculation on possibly tidally locked habitable exoplanets. Both of us also posit a degraded Earth, but environmental gloom is par for the course in modern SF.
In many respects Proxima is different to Crash, Baxter is inclined more to the Arthur C Clarke school of SF than I, but in some parts it’s strikingly similar. The covers are similar, and we both even have characters named Yuri. Here’s the blurb for his book:
The very far future: The Galaxy is a drifting wreck of black holes, neutron stars, chill white dwarfs. The age of star formation is long past. Yet there is life here, feeding off the energies of the stellar remnants, and there is mind, a tremendous Galaxy-spanning intelligence each of whose thoughts lasts a hundred thousand years. And this mind cradles memories of a long-gone age when a more compact universe was full of light…
The 27th century: Proxima Centauri, an undistinguished red dwarf star, is the nearest star to our sun — and (in this fiction), the nearest to host a world, Proxima IV, habitable by humans. But Proxima IV is unlike Earth in many ways. Huddling close to the warmth, orbiting in weeks, it keeps one face to its parent star at all times. The ‘substellar point’, with the star forever overhead, is a blasted desert, and the ‘antistellar point’ on the far side is under an ice cap in perpetual darkness. How would it be to live on such a world?
Needle ships fall from Proxima IV’s sky. Yuri Jones, with 1000 others, is about to find out…
PROXIMA tells the amazing tale of how we colonise a harsh new Eden, and the secret we find there that will change our role in the Universe for ever.
Why not check them both out?
Oh, and before I forget, my latest Black Library Warhammer novel Skarsnik came out in the UK on Saturday. Here’s the link for UK Amazon. It’ll be out in the States on July 16th.