Think soap opera of manners. The Searchers in Space. A daughter seeks justice—or is it revenge?—for the murderers of her mother. Not epic space battles, but up-close-and-personal action. Well plotted and well told.
Satisfying climax. See? It can be done. While the first of a series, this book gives the reader closure and hooks to further adventure.
Considering this book was first published in 1992, before microcircuits pervaded our society, Doyle wrote—as many SF authors failed—in a way which was largely technology neutral, therefore not making her stories instantly obsolete. Further, she got enough of the basic science right that the reader can stay in the story, not be jolted out by scientific non sequiturs.
Especially liked that the pop culture references throughout were to their culture, not ours. Five hundred years from now, few people will remember Mozart or Metallica–well, maybe Mozart–or our TV shows or advertising jiggles. Good job.
Was on the verge of awarding a four star rating but was dissuaded by the number and intrusiveness of typographical errors in the manuscript. Odd periods dot the text. Enough homophones that one suspects the proofreader didn’t speak English as his first language.
Still a fun read. Enjoy.