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After I’d taken a chance on Adrian Tchaikovsky’s Children of Time and realised I’d found that merely decade-old science fiction novel quite satisfying I was aware of follow-up volumes to it advertised in its final pages and inside its back cover. I managed to ask for what I understood was a direct sequel for my birthday, but did take a little while to start reading Children of Ruin. Starting it I suppose I was a little aware that while certain gloomy apprehensions had been lifted from me after that first chance taken, I was working with more of a “known quantity” now, which might amount to no longer taking chances. After starting, though, I managed to get caught up in the story.
( In the new system )

Looking at my list of Twilight Zone episode titles and the titles on the Blu-Ray I’d been working through, I was looking forward to “The Whole Truth.” It happened to be another one of the stories in the books of episode adaptations I’d read long ago, and its general details had stuck in my mind. On beginning to watch the episode I realised at once it was another videotaped outing; watching my way through it I did wonder a bit if it had been taped with the camera closer to the faces of the actors than the filmed episodes.
( This week’s bargain )

After reading a book review in Skeptical Inquirer I got to wondering if David Baron’s The Martians would be available through my library. The title turned up in an ebook lending application, and I signed it out.
( Peering into the distance )