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I'd hoped to enjoy this more and, while it had some comedy value, the mush didn't really work.

The synopsis gripped me here, and I wasn't sure how I felt about the work until our hero goes back to his own time and starts doing things. It then became part farce, part serious attempt to fix things, but the ending did work and left me satisfied. Not exactly a genre-busting novel, but a well-penned entry with a reasonably engaging narrator.

Very much continuing the antimage feel, I enjoyed this nearly as much as the first book. Things get a shade predictable in spots of course, the typical genre feature of someone high above everyone else like a quester made an appearance, and the accents could do with a bit of work.

The highlights were the battles of course, very entertainingly done, and we see a bit more biology as an applied science. All-in-all, a great way to continue the story.

With quite a lot of chemistry and physics compared to your average, this was nonetheless as gripping a Litrpg as any I've enjoyed so far. The idea of magic resistance isn't new to the genre I suppose, but I've not seen it used as an exclusive thing for a main character before and it works well here. So much at least that, after finishing this, I want to move straight on into book 2.

A great way to end the series. It was nice seeing more of the 'real' world, without losing the connections to the hidden spaces walled off by the enclaves. Having invested a day or so with the previous 2 books, it felt important to read carefully and enjoy each experience as it came along.
I did eventually feel that the use of the word wanker was a bit overdone, but perhaps I'm just getting old and conservative. The story, the arc of the characters and the way things wrapped themselves up was very good indeed.

Middle books of trilogies are either brilliant or fall completely flat. I wondered how this would work when obviously, book 2 is el's last year.

I shouldn't have worried, of course. I enjoyed every page, and as has become no surprise, the very last sentence means you're utterly pulled into picking up book 3 immediately. I'd have been very annoyed if I were waiting for this to come out. For all that people compare these books to Harry Potter (I suppose because of a very tenuous link in that they both feature a school where you perform magic?) I can see the appeal of throwing yourself into the fanfiction scene whilst waiting for the official word as I did all those years ago in the Potterverse.

I've not read any of Novik outside of her dragons, and even those I haven't finished. But I was having a rough spell with poor writing standards of Harry Potter Fanfiction and just wanted some more magicy stuff and here this was.

I didn't think I was too engaged to begin with, until I stopped reading and realised I'd lost nearly an hour and a half. and then El's putting the alliance together in chapter 10 and I find myself wanting to see what happens, and then an eyeblink later I'm reading Gwen's note and itching to start book 2!
So clearly I sucked this down and, for all I wasn't sure about the world, I have been enjoying myself. Can't say fairer than that!

I had hoped to enjoy this more; something didn't quite click with the fun centres of my brain. It was still an interesting read, although of course the meeting yourself after teleportation routine is old-hat by now. I guess the standout thing was the style of narration, but the quips didn't really land for me and the footnotes felt pretentious rather than enlightening or entertaining.

I always enjoy books where history might've forked differently and this is no different. The solidity of the emergency responders was solid here too, and overall this was just a brilliant entry in Peter's collection.

I've only read some of Clarke's highlights, of which people don't consider this. I very much had a young Heinlein feel about this, with the possible concern that the phrase "of course" appears far too often. But I can really see how this captured kids in the 1950's and beyond. If I didn't have access to live feeds of NASA launches and all the novels in the Trekverse, I would have gulped this down and wanted more.

I enjoyed this. Voyage Home is, of course, one of the better movies, and the 2020's craze for true chrime podcasts is undeniable, if, to me, baffling.
I really enjoyed the Soong Easter egg and doubtless there's so much more from TOS I'm missing, being a nextt-gen era kid. But this was great nonetheless, even if there was not too much to distinguish the characters between the two latter eras.

I had feelings of the Voyager episode relativity with this novel, and that very submarine-like sense of enclosed, cold-warness particular to certain TOS novels. A clever story, although as the iterations start to build up one loses focus a tad, I enjoyed it for what it was.

A wholesome, captivating story. Hard to put down and even harder to explain, but with a greatness about it, too. Very different to the last of Vlen’s I read, but just as captivating

uses of the word Fuck, one of which was in a bit of dialog where one character says "suck a fuck" to another is about as clever as this thing gets.

I got into this. I felt a little parallelism with Klara and the Sun, not just because of the subject matter but the vaguely distant, filtered style of writing. The ending was really good here, to. Not a surprise, but it should have been: and powerful with it.