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Books: 2 More Scalzi, 1 More Card!

Once again, I’ve received way too many books from the library, so I’ve been reading like a fiend to tackle them all before they’re due. I’m grouping the sci-fi here, and the fluffy stuff will be in another post. So, onward!

Old Man’s War by John Scalzi: As you may recall from a previous post, I’ve read a couple of John Scalzi’s books and enjoyed them. But those were the more lighthearted books; I wasn’t sure I would be as delighted with the heavier material, namely the four books in the Old Man’s War series. But like his stuff I do, so read this book I did. And I was silly to be worried — this book was just as excellent as the lighter stuff. He’s created a fascinating universe, where humans can volunteer for the colonial defense (a badass space army) at age 75. They’re made physically fit, trained, and sent out to fight pretty much every other race in the universe. It’s almost, dare I say it, an Ender’s Game for the senior set. Scalzi has taken the sci-fi trope of training-space-soldiers and put a very cool twist on it. In full disclosure, Scott is reading this book right now, and said, “This lead characer, John, is kind of a Mary Sue, isn’t he?” I didn’t feel that, but there it is. 8 out of 10.

The Ghost Brigades by John Scalzi: I was going to read the latest Nick Hornby book, but then this arrived on my doorstep, and poor Nick got bumped. It’s the second book in the Old Man’s War series, set in the same universe with a couple of the same characters. But a much different angle; more of a mystery combined with sci-fi war and adventure. And again, it was a really enjoyable read. (I’ve put the third book in the series in my request queue.) Three alien races are coming together to attempt to wipe out humankind, and a human traitor is behind it. The special forces (also called the titular ghost brigades) are tasked with finding out where the traitor is, and what his plans are. The story moved along at a great clip, and the ending gave just a glimpse into the possible content of the next book, which I can’t wait to receive. 8 out of 10.

Speaker for the Dead by Orson Scott Card: I enjoyed Ender’s Game immensely, so I promptly requested the second book in the series. It took a very long time to get to me; the line of library requests was oddly long. And I’ll say this right off the bat: this book is incredibly different from Ender’s Game. And at first, I had a really hard time getting into it. While the first book was about children learning to be soldiers, this book starts out about biologists studying an alien race. Eventually Ender himself enters the scene, and the book comes together not as a war book, but as a sci-fi murder mystery. Once I finally realized how completely opposite this book was, I got a lot more into it. I wish I’d known in advance that it was nothing like Ender’s Game — it might have taken less time for me to settle in. For me, then, the back half of the book really took off and got interesting. My biggest issue overall is that most of the characters had given names and nicknames, and a lot of their nicknames were similar. I spent a lot of time thinking, Wait, now who was that again? Card also pretty plainly telegraphed what the sequel would be about, and even led me to guess about some of the relationships that would develop. We’ll see if they come about the way I think; I’ve put book 3, Xenocide, on the hold list. 7 out of 10.

A Disappointing “Farmers’ Market”

I love spagetty squash. Likewise spaghetti squash.

I’ve given our local farmers’ market three tries now. And it’s three strikes.

When I think of a “farmers’ market”, I think of fresh, local foods. Produce, meats, dairy. And I know there are tons of these things around; the grocery stores frequently carry local fruits, and there are cattle grazing on pasture not five minutes from my apartment in pretty much any direction.

Maybe my expectations were too high. I expected, since the sign said “Farmers’ Market”, that there would be more than one actual farmer represented. Unfortunately, there wasn’t even one. This wasn’t even a farmer’s market.

Instead, at least half of the booths were taken up by crafters and artists. There were five booths selling jewelry, although a couple of them appeared to be selling pre-made, mass-produced stuff. One booth had quilts. One booth had windchimes and other decorative clutter. One guy was selling genuine New England maple syrup, which I guess might have been farmed by a farmer at some point, but this guy wasn’t the farmer.

Then there was the produce tent. They had all kinds of fruits and vegetables, but nothing was labeled as local. In fact, almost everything was stickered and bagged as it would be in the grocery stores. Sealed plastic bags of baby carrots, apples with Washington stickers, even the celery in the Green Giant bags (Seattle, you’d be weirded out, as we still are — the celery is branded and always, always sold in plastic bags here).

And instead of looking fresh and vibrant, a goodly amount of the produce looked like it was gathered by dumpster diving behind the supermarkets. Black strawberries, moldy kiwi. And almost everything slightly higher-priced than the exact same stuff at the grocery store down the block.

I envy those of you who can go to your local farmers’ market and get grass-fed beef. Or raw milk and cheese. Or even fruits and vegetables with a little fresh dirt on them, instead of stickers. Maybe there’s another market around here where I can find all of those things, but it’s certainly not the one near me.

Gluten-Free Chocolate Chip Cookies (Take 1)

I’m enjoying the ongoing coconut flour experiments. This time, I went for a classic: chocolate chip cookies. Please bear in mind, these aren’t specifically low-carb chocolate chip cookies. I used actual sugar and actual chocolate chips in this one. Although if they’re going to just be a treat, and if you’re on maintenance, they can certainly fit into a low-carb lifestyle.

There are two main problems with using the coconut flour. One is that the cookies don’t flatten and spread like wheat flour cookies do. They stayed in virtually the same shapes in which I plopped them on the baking sheets. The other issue is that they don’t get crispy on the edges, which may also be a product of wheat.

Nevertheless, these are good little cookies. They taste like regular chocolate chip cookies, and they have a pretty good texture (although there’s always room for improvement). They’re more soft and crumbly than gooey, which is always the goal for a good CCC.

Ingredients:

1/2 cup butter (1 stick), softened
1/3 cup dark brown sugar
1/3 cup Splenda
1/2 tsp vanilla extract
2 eggs
1/2 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp salt
3/4 cup coconut flour
1/4 cup almond meal/flour
2 Tbsp heavy cream
1/2 cup semisweet chocolate chips

Mix the wet stuff, then add the dry stuff in shifts until it’s all combined. Stir in the chips by hand last. (If you’ve ever made CCCs before, this is the standard M.O.) Bake at 400° for 10-12 minutes. Makes 25 cookies.

All right, so. I made this recipe from a combination of various online sources and the classic Toll House recipe on the bag of chips. I used a mix of brown sugar and Splenda, to cut down on some of the carbs. I used dark brown sugar because that’s what was in the house (Scott uses a little bit in his rub when he does baby-back ribs).

The original Toll House recipe calls for baking soda, but the only baking soda in my house is in an open container in the fridge. I don’t think the stuff that absorbs fridge odors should go in the cookies, so I used baking powder instead. One of the ingredients in baking powder is baking soda, so it got in there in a way.

The cream was a last-minute addition, since the batter looked a little thick. I’m glad I added it, and may add a bit more last time to make the cookies even moister. Is moister a word? Well, it is now. Wait, more moist?

Anyhoo. Good flavor, so now future tweaks will include trying to figure out moistness and outer crispitude. And yes, crispitude is definitely a word.

OH, also! Note that one cookie looks more like a Chips Ahoy. You know how when you make CCCs, there’s always the last bit of dough that doesn’t have any chips in it? Yeah, so I just took some chips by hand and studded them in that last sad dough. I think next time, I’ll do that with all of the cookies. It makes them flatter and more uniformly round, gives you a nice even dispersal of chips, and probably uses less chips per cookie than the random stir-in method.

Nutrition: 87 calories / 6.5g fat / 6g carb / 1.5g carbohydrate / 1.5g protein (per cookie, 25-cookie batch)

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I’ve been slacking on updating as of late. But it’s not my fault!

Well, it kind of is. I’ve been reading my face off some more. I returned my stack of five big, heavy hardcover library books, and somehow ended up with another stack of five. All of which I need to get through in the three-week borrowing period.

Plus, I’ve been playing a video game. I don’t know how all of you out there are, but when I’m gaming, I’m a collector. I have a need to tackle all of the side missions, gather all of the valuables, and get as many Xbox achievement points as I can.

My current game is The Saboteur, the last game from Pandemic (the guys who also made the Mercenaries games). It’s an open-world sandbox with a main story, several side stories, and freeplay targets up the wazoo. Just one example is that you can collect all of the various cars on the streets. As you can see here, I’ve put together a small assortment of classics. Scott just walked by, looked at this picture, and called me “the Jay Leno of Nazi-occupied France.”

I’ll be at this game for weeks. And when I’m done, a coworker has loaned me Assasin’s Creed 2. Which will then probably occupy my spare time for another month, because achievement points are like Pokemon for me.

Speaking of work:

This was my view walking in yesterday morning. Things are good.

And while I’m moving pictures from my phone to the computer, here’s one from when I was stopped at a traffic light the other day. It sums up some of my issues with Orlando taxicabs.

See, the “Checker Cab” isn’t checkered. And the “Yellow Cab” is orange. And they’re both run by the same company anyway, and have the exact same phone number, so why the different names? Mears, who also runs a lot of buses and shuttles in this town, owns something like the top four cab companies. That’s not to say that others aren’t trying to horn in on popular names; I’ve seen “Chekard Cab” and “Chek-Her Cab” out on the streets.

Also, this town has the slowest taxi drivers I’ve ever seen. Guaranteed to go 5-10 mph under the speed limit, no matter what road you’re on. I thought taxis were supposed to be dangerously fast!

Books: Agent to the Stars and The Android’s Dream

Onward with some fiction! Both of these books are written by John Scalzi, the shiny-new president of the Science Fiction & Fantasy Writers of America. I was altogether unfamiliar with Scalzi, until Wil Wheaton posted a blog post with a ghastly, horrifying, magically awesome painting, inviting readers to head over to Scalzi’s blog to find out the deets. So scoot over I did, and found John Scalzi to be an intriguing writer.

Since he’s friends with Wil Wheaton, and other friends of Wil Wheaton whom we’ve met have turned out to be really hoopy froods, I scampered over to the library Web site and put a couple of his books on hold.

Agent to the Stars arrived first, and was a great introduction to John Scalzi’s humorous sci-fi writing. A benevolent alien species wants to approach humankind in peace, but they’re smelly. And look like slime. One look at The Blob lets them know that it may not go over well, which leads the aliens to get a Hollywood agent to make the introductions.

I ripped through this book, because I didn’t want to put it down. The characters were fun, the situations clever, and the writing very witty. There were a couple of really glaring typos (which was also the case with the other Scalzi book I read), which is always distressing. And three female characters in the first part whose names start with M, which got a tad bit confusing. But considering that this was Scalzi’s first novel, written partially just to see if he could indeed write, it’s an amazing effort. A load of fun, and 8 out of 10.

The second Scalzi book I received was The Android’s Dream. On a future Earth where alien races are welcomed, a political incident arises when the Nidu species requires a specific genetically created sheep for a ceremony — the Android’s Dream sheep. (A nice nod to Philip K. Dick there.) The only problem is that someone’s killing off any and all of the sheep. Enter Harry Creek, a state department employee with a past both in the army and as a hacker. The perfect combination to find and protect Robin Baker, the only woman with a connection to the sheep needed to prevent interstellar war.

Again, the mix of humor and sci-fi was excellent. And again, I sped through this book in one day, in order to find out what happens. It tickled the same sci-fi funnybone as Douglas Adams — a nice, dry wit. 9 out of 10.

I’ve put my next Scalzi book on hold — The Old Man’s War, which is apparently the first in a set of four (the next are Ghost Brigades, Last Colony, and Zoe’s Tale) more serious books. I hope he still has some of his humor, even if the material is a bit heavier. We’ll have to see if they strike me the same way his lighthearted books have.

Books: The Omnivore’s Dilemma and Twinkie, Deconstructed

I got a number of library books in a very short period of time, so I’ve been reading my face off lately. Our library system delivers requested books right to your doorstep, so it was a surprising few days as my stack grew.

First up: The Omnivore’s Dilemma by Michael Pollan. Actually, what I received is what I’ve linked to: the young reader’s edition. Which I kind of like, because it was written with a fun tone that’s easy to understand. Not thick and wordy like that pesky Good Calories, Bad Calories. Anyhoo, in this book Michael Pollan takes us through four meals: one from conventionally available foods, one from organically grown foods, one from a local sustainable farm, and one from foods he hunted and gathered himself. It’s a very nice look at how our foods make it to our local supermarkets, and how foods labeled as “organic” aren’t necessarily any better as far as health OR saving the environment.

The book was a quick read, and would make an excellent companion piece to the documentary Food, Inc. (which also involves Michael Pollan). And even the young reader’s edition contains tons of great information about healthy foods. It made me want to plant a garden. And to visit Polyface Farms (Food, Inc. also made me want to visit Polyface). 8 out of 10.

Next: Twinkie, Deconstructed by Steve Ettlinger. I have to admit, I heard about this book and thought it was going to be great. Ettlinger takes apart the ingredients list of a Twinkie, then finds out how each of those ingredients is grown, processed, or mined. Sadly, the book was a long slog of a read. There wasn’t as much fun as I’d hoped there would be, and it was almost too much information in some ways. The chapters all felt 30% longer than they needed to be.

It was interesting to learn how certain ingredients are created; I was surprised at how many of them were made from petroleum, through cracking and solvents and chemical interactions. Many of the others were made from corn by-products, which are also treated with solvents and chemicals. And in that vein, I think my biggest issue with the book is the fact that the author points out things (Hey, did you know that soy oil is treated with toxic hexane to create shortening?) without a lot of questioning of if these things are good. I guess I wanted a little less here’s-how-it-is, and a little more here’s-what-I-think-about-that. Does Ettlinger think that creating chemical food additives out of petroleum is healthy? Or smart? We don’t really know. He lays out the facts, and not much more. 6 out of 10.

Gluten-Free, Low-Carb, Shortbread-Like Cookies

Scott’s been speaking lately of shortbread. Although in a Disney household like ours, we frequently refer to it as “shorts-bread”. If you’ve had the shorts-shaped shortbreads (Say that 5 times fast!) from the Disney parks, you’ll know the deliciousness to which I refer.

I have this coconut flour, which is really cool stuff. So I figured I’d try my hand at something at least resembling shortbread. And while I’m in the same city as shortbread, and perhaps in the next neighborhood over, these didn’t quite make it. Although they’re pretty darned tasty.

As usual, I cobbled together a recipe based on various things found online. And based on what I have in my own kitchen.

First I mixed the dry ingredients: coconut flour, almond meal, whey powder, salt, baking powder, and a little xanthan gum. A lot of the online recipes have more than one flour in there — in addition to the coconut flour, I’ve seen wheat flour, rice flour, millet flour, barley flour, quinoa flour, and even teff flour. What the what is teff flour? There’s the wikipedia entry. I’d prefer to call it lovegrass flour. But alas, I don’t have any of those other flours. So I used what I had.

Both the coconut flour and the almond meal are from Bob’s Red Mill. I also got a bag of coconut flour from the oddly-named Let’s Do…Organic!, which I haven’t cracked open yet. The LDO is a noticeably coarser grain than the Bob’s — a little finer than my almond meal, while the Bob’s is powdery like real flour.

I added both whey powder and xanthan gum because they both have emulsifying properties, which are helpful when you’re not using gluten. You could totes leave either one out. Or both. Whatevs.

I don’t own a sifting device. My colanders all have holes way to big to sift with. So I just mixed the dry stuff up with a fork, and smashed the really obvious lumps. I’m a totally cautious baker, yo.

Next step: wet stuff. I creamed the butter, sweetener (Splenda), and vanilla extract. Man, that vanilla had the Splenda dissolving right away. It kind of hissed and bubbled. Disturbing, but cool.

Add the eggs to the creamed butter/sweet/nilla goo. I think I was probably supposed to add them one at a time, but I just tossed all three in together and blended it up. Did I say I was cautious? Oh yeah.

Some recipes would have you roll out your dough. This stuff was too sticky. And I was too impatient (and cautious) to chill the dough in the fridge, like you would with a butter cookie. So instead, I gave it the peanut butter cookie treatment — rolled it into balls with my hands, then smooshed them down flat.

I tried a row without the rolling, just slopping a wad of dough onto the baking sheet and flattening. Hey, this is a test batch. Best to try all possible methods, to find the laziest most cautious method possible.

Oh, and hey — I tried to smoosh them flat with a drinking glass. The dough stuck. Drinking glass with plastic wrap on it, covered in butter? Likewise stuck. So I used my good ol’ hands. My veiny, tendon-rific hands. I never though I’d lose so much weight in my hands. Weird.

And there they are, little cookies! Two dozen, approximately 2″ across. They didn’t spread much at all, they just rose a little bit. So smooshing was definitely the way to go. As you can see, some of these are a slightly different color — I did 16 cookies normally, then added some cinnamon and allspice to the rest of the dough. So 8 of them are sort of spiced. But I didn’t use quite enough spice.

Recipe time!
1/2 cup coconut flour
1/2 cup almond meal
1/2 tsp salt
1-1/2 tsp baking powder
2 Tbsp whey protein powder (about a half-scoop)
1/4 tsp xanthan gum

1/2 cup butter, softened (1 stick)
1/2 cup sweetener (sugar/Splenda/whatevs)
3 eggs
2 tsp vanilla extract

(Optional spices: 1 Tbsp cinnamon [or a mix of cinnamon, allspice, cloves, and so on that adds up to a tablespoon] and/or some extract or other flavoring. If I were doing an all-cinnamon batch, I’d probably use 2 tsp cinnamon, 1 tsp allspice, and 1 tsp liquid cinnamon flavoring.)

Mix the first 6 ingredients (the dry stuff). Then cream the butter, sweetener, and vanilla together (remember, sugar is a “wet” ingredient). Add the eggs, mix. Then gradually add the dry mix to the wet stuff (I did it in 3 parts).

Roll into balls (or not, depending on your personal caution level) and smash down to 1/4-inch high or so. Use a non-stick baking sheet, or parchment paper, or a silicon pad. These are buttery, but I still worry about stickitude.

Bake for 12-15 minutes at 350° F.

So they’re softer than shortbread — fairly cakey for cookies. In fact, one might even call them snickerdoodleish. But they’re really tasty. And I bet they’d be even tastier with the cream cheese frosting I used in my cookie sandwiches. Because everything’s better with frosting! OR, you could embrace the snickerdoodleishness, and roll them in some cinnamon/sweetener mix before baking. NOM.

A Bouncing Baby Ukulele

I got a new musical instrument last week. It’s like a couple of musical instruments I already have, but it’s SO SO different.

My new baby is the center instrument — a Kala Makala concert ukulele. “Concert” is a size — the next size up from soprano, which is the smallest of the ukes. The right-hand ukulele is a soprano, my old cheap Johnson (my, that sounds a little dirty). I felt ready to move up to something that sounds better and is a little higher quality. Mind you, this concert is pretty cheap still. The Johnson soprano was around $25, this Kala concert is $50. Although I got a package deal, which included the ukulele, a really nice padded bag, and an electric tuner. The tuner alone is worth the package price.

I got it locally at George’s Music, a chain with stores in Florida and Pennsylvania. What a weird mix. Anyhoo, they had a much better selection of ukuleles than our local Guitar Center, Sam Ash, and that creepy independent place by the freeway combined. Plus, they had a little one-hour Ukulele 101 class, which I forced Scott to attend. Either he’ll start playing with me, or he’ll get a comic out of it, or both. I’m hoping for both.

I also did a little IKEA hacking here. Instead of paying 15 bucks each for guitar and uke wall hangers, I got shelf brackets for 50 cents each. Two for each instrument, and that’s three bucks for my display wall. Works for me!

Here you can also admire some of our books and DVDs, as well as the collection of fezzes and Mexican wrestling masks. And my American Idol Experience lanyard. FUN! Also, for the curious, my guitar is a student size, because I have tiny girl hands.

Anyhoo, you may wonder how the new uke sounds. It sounds GREAT! You can really tell the difference in quality. Although I wouldn’t scoff at little Johnson; he’s been a great uke, and I’ll still play him. My very first uke (which died years ago when two tuning pegs broke the same week) was a super-cheap yellow floral job, and until it broke, it still sounded OK. I’ve already told Scott that if I had unlimited space and budget, we’d have a massive collection of ukuleles.

If you’re interested in learning to play, you could do worse than finding music to play at Dr. Uke, printing out the Ukulele Lady’s chord chart (although I prefer Dr. Uke’s D-chord) and visiting the massive archive at Ultimate Guitar for the chords to your favorite rock/pop songs.

The Best Roller Skating Movies Ever Made

I dig roller skating. And yes, there are movies all about roller skating, like Roll Bounce and Roller Boogie. But I really prefer movies that are about other things (political wranglings, dystopian futures) that just happen to have a boatload of roller skating involved. So here are three recently-viewed movies full of craptacular magic on 8 wheels.

#3: Rollerball (1975) – I haven’t seen the 2002 remake. I don’t think I want to see it, so the total cheese of the 1975 version remains at the forefront of my memory. James Caan as a sports hero? A moustachioed lotharo named Moonpie? And a roller skating game that ends in death? It’s all pretty awesome. My main problem is that there’s a lot of slow, slow portions. It’s almost as if Stanley Kubrick directed it. They could have cut a half-hour of boredom out of this movie, and it would have been so much better.

#2: Xanadu (1980) – We just got this via the Netflix. I hadn’t seen it for probably 20 years, at least. I remember loving it as a kid. There’s a lot of charming quaintness in this movie — the leading man’s job is to paint giant reproductions of record album covers for record stores. The movie takes place in a perfect movie version of Los Angeles, where all roads are smooth and skatable, and even the streets near the abandoned auditorium don’t have an ounce of grit or gravel to impede the skating. What I didn’t remember from my youth is that for every five lines of corny dialog, we then get a 10-minute music/dance/skate sequence. The music remains awesome, thanks to the 70s/80s majesty of ELO. But the leading man was an irritating wimp who needed a haircut, and I found it very strange that an artist’s unspoken dream would be to open up a roller disco.

#1: Solarbabies (1986) – This movie is, for me, an 80s classic. It contains a bevy of 80s teen stars, like Jason Patric, Jami Gertz, Peter DeLuise, and Lukas Haas. Not to mention a side character played by Adrian Pasdar, better known as Nathan Pedretti on Heroes. It even has the ever-creepy Richard Jordan as the scenery-chewing bad guy, Grock. The Solarbabies are a group of “orphans” living in an “orphanage” (I use quotes because apparently, the’re not actually orphans; they’ve been taken from their families to be raised in a government facility) in a futuristic desert (water is strictly regulated by said goverment) where all desert roads are smooth and skatable, and even the path through the desolate wasteland doesn’t have an ounce of grit or gravel to impede the skating.

The Solarbabies gang find a magical orb, and go on a fabulous journey. It ranges from a Bartertown-esque city to an underground cave city to the secret government water stronghold. And what amazing characters! Besides the handsome boy and the pretty girl, we have the tech guy with glasses, the chubby guy, the black guy, and their much-younger mascot friend. A marvelous motley crew! And let’s not forget the stirring synth soundtrack from 80s favorite Maurice Jarre.

To this day, I can’t not watch this movie. If I see it’s going to be on one of the weird crap-movie channels (we have one called “THIS” here in Orlando that always plays terrible films) I have to record it. I’ve probably seen this movie over a dozen times, just in grabbing it from random TV showings.

What other roller skating movies are out there? I tried to watch Whip It, and found it just as boring as the source book. Should I check out the 2002 Rollerball? Does it suck or rock? I’m all for corn and cheese, so bring on the badness!

Books: Daemon and Freedom™

On Scott’s recommendation, I just read two books by Daniel Suarez: Daemon and Freedom™.

Daemon is the first in the set; it was originally self-published, and was then bought up and republished by Dutton, a branch of Penguin books. The sequel, Freedom™, was also put out by Dutton. And thank goodness these books got picked up by a big publisher, so they’re available to all of us. Because you guys, everyone should read these books.

They’re billed as “high-tech thrillers” and “technothrillers”, which is both accurate and not. The thing is, these books cover many different genres. Daemon starts out as a murder mystery and police procedural, but as the book moves on and the world of the book opens up, the scope of the novel grows. And Freedom™ grows even larger in scope, touching on diverse subjects from Chinese manufacturing to corn subsidies while still remaining tense and exciting.

At its most basic, Daemon is about the investigation around a pair of murders linked to a recently-deceased software developer, and the rogue computer program (daemon) triggered after his death. As the daemon grows and takes over systems, it also recruits humans to join its network and become operatives. The ensemble cast of characters is split between those working with the daemon and those set on destroying it. The book ends in a somewhat abrupt cliffhangery manner, with Freedom™ picking up immediately and increasing the scale and number of the groups working with and against the daemon.

I had issues with Daemon overexplaining things at the beginning; the first few chapters seem to all start with overly-detailed descriptions of characters, and a few technological things are described in too much detail as well. But after the first few chapters, the overexplaining is done, and the story gets cooking. And I suppose for people not as familiar with technology, some of the description is helpful. My library copy (a first-edition Dutton hardback) also had a number of glaring typos and punctuation errors, which have hopefully been corrected in later printings. Probably not a big issue for most people, but they popped me right out of the immersive reading experience. My other big issue with Daemon was a sudden romantic relationship out of nowhere. But those things aside, it was a fantastic book. Well-paced, exciting, with a great number of twists and turns.

I then dug straight into Freedom™ — the library had perfect timing, delivering it the same day I finished Daemon. No glaring errors like in the first book, hooray. And again: a swift pace, twists and turns galore, and at least one event that had Scott watching me as I read, so he could laugh at my shocked gasp (I didn’t disappoint). There was at least one character from the first book who wasn’t followed in the second, but the ensemble was a whole was great; as opposed to a lot of ensemble pieces, there wasn’t that one story that just wasn’t interesting (that is to say, there was no Nikki & Paulo story, or even a Michael & Walt).

I’ll be thinking about these books for a LONG time to come. And I’m glad that Scott has read them as well; we’re sure to have some great conversations about them. The movie rights for both books have been purchased, and sites like IMDB are showing a preliminary 2012 release for Daemon. Which is probably highly inaccurate, but it’s enough to wet my whistle. I agree with Scott’s casting choices for a couple of characters, and I’m sure we’ll do even more sky-pie casting in the future.

Daemon: 9 out of 10
Freedom™: 9 out of 10