spectru
8/25/2015
I got this anthology to read the piece by Ted Chiang. I was interrupted by another book, an inter-library loan, that arrived the day after I started Thackery Lambshead. It was a quick read and I got back to this one a few days later. I found myself unable to sit and read for long, arising at the smallest interruption. Before I had reached a quarter of the way through, It was obvious that I had no interest in finishing the book. I can't say why, really. I just had no interest. The stories, little steampunk tales, weren't bad. The Chiang story, the one I got the book for, was alright, but unremarkable. I didn't make it to the China Meiville story. None of the other contributors are known to me. So, for reasons inexpicable even to myself, I abandoned this volume. I sat down at the keyboard, almost relieved, instead of reading, to write this apology. No more reading this evening.