You know, I've been having a pretty good year, Trek Lit wise. All these great books coming out, most of them dealing with The Next Generation. If I were religious, I'd say that we were blessed, and then I'd go worship at the Altar of Literary Commerce (AKA the bookstore).
However, I'm going to end 2007 reading Before Dishonor. Ironically, that should have been Peter David's status prior to this book being written. I'm going to quote Henry VIII here. The day he met his fourth wife, Anne of Cleves, he turned to Cromwell and said "I like her not," in a flat voice. Cromwell, of course, freaks out. The day after the wedding (and the wedding night, a most important time in a royal marriage) Henry walks out, with Cromwell waiting impatiently. Cromwell eagerly asks "How like you [the Queen]?" Henry's response? "I liked her before not well, but now I like her much worse."
That's the way I feel about Before Dishonor. It's somewhat plodding (I'm only on Chapter like 5-6, but it feels so slow). The way the characters are described feels off, and it's the fucking Borg again. I knew that going in, of course, but Jesus Kee-rist. It's just...too much. Homecoming and The Farther Shore had the same problem. There's only so many times you can deal with the Borg, and this is a bit much. And Soco, the premonitory Argelian? Are we being serious? Janeway and the Einstein gets assimilated, the Borg have changed, we're going to get assimilated. Resistance sucks. Sarek School of Diplomacy. Etc...
It got so bad I had to turn to something better (in this case, Terri Osborne's wonderfully well-written 'Q'uandary, from the awesome New Frontier compilation titled No Limits). In fact, I'm considering doing something I've never willing done in regards to a Trek book: I'm considering not finishing reading it.
It actually pains me to say that, but I'm currently so turned off by it that I don't think I can go through it.

This is so unlike Peter David, whose work I've never not enjoyed. I'm really disappointed, because the fact his name on it contributed a good portion of the reason why I picked it up.
So, that's the current status report. I'm really hoping it changes, but... *shrug*
However, I'm going to end 2007 reading Before Dishonor. Ironically, that should have been Peter David's status prior to this book being written. I'm going to quote Henry VIII here. The day he met his fourth wife, Anne of Cleves, he turned to Cromwell and said "I like her not," in a flat voice. Cromwell, of course, freaks out. The day after the wedding (and the wedding night, a most important time in a royal marriage) Henry walks out, with Cromwell waiting impatiently. Cromwell eagerly asks "How like you [the Queen]?" Henry's response? "I liked her before not well, but now I like her much worse."
That's the way I feel about Before Dishonor. It's somewhat plodding (I'm only on Chapter like 5-6, but it feels so slow). The way the characters are described feels off, and it's the fucking Borg again. I knew that going in, of course, but Jesus Kee-rist. It's just...too much. Homecoming and The Farther Shore had the same problem. There's only so many times you can deal with the Borg, and this is a bit much. And Soco, the premonitory Argelian? Are we being serious? Janeway and the Einstein gets assimilated, the Borg have changed, we're going to get assimilated. Resistance sucks. Sarek School of Diplomacy. Etc...
It got so bad I had to turn to something better (in this case, Terri Osborne's wonderfully well-written 'Q'uandary, from the awesome New Frontier compilation titled No Limits). In fact, I'm considering doing something I've never willing done in regards to a Trek book: I'm considering not finishing reading it.
It actually pains me to say that, but I'm currently so turned off by it that I don't think I can go through it.



This is so unlike Peter David, whose work I've never not enjoyed. I'm really disappointed, because the fact his name on it contributed a good portion of the reason why I picked it up.
So, that's the current status report. I'm really hoping it changes, but... *shrug*