Rollins is the pseudonym of Jim Czajkowski, but he also writes fantasy novels under the pen name James Clemens. As Clemens, he’s written and published seven high fantasy novels so far, with more in the works.

Writing under the Rollins name, he wrote five stand-alone thrillers that took readers inside the earth — Subterranean, into high mountains — Excavation, to the ocean’s bottom — Deep Fathom, through the deepest jungles — Amazonia, and to the most remote and dangerous pole in the world — Ice Hunt. He also wrote the novelization of the newest Indiana Jones movie, Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull.

In Sandstorm, Rollins introduced a covert espionage team called Sigma Force that deals with archeological and scientific threats to the world. Made up of scientists and military personnel, Sigma Force goes anywhere and battles anything to ferret out puzzles and mysterious left throughout history. Imagine Dan Brown on steroids with Tom Clancy weaponry and you’ve got a good idea of what Rollins does in these books.

His interest in science and history are immediately noticeable in these books. They’re carefully researched (albeit with an eye toward getting Rollins and his fans where they want to go in high adventure), and the pacing is absolutely frantic. Not only does Rollins present information, but he also leavens the exciting mixture with no-holds barred conjecture on his part. He doesn’t just know how to relay information, he’s quite handy at spinning theories in bite-sized chunks that don’t get in the way of the action and don’t blow the readers away. I read these books for the information bytes almost as much as for the action and adventure.

The fifth and newest novel in the series, The Last Oracle begins with a bang. After a prologue containing a compelling peek back at the Oracle of Delphi, Commander Gray Pierce is approached by a man only seconds before he’s shot and dies in Pierce’s arms. The callous murder sends Sigma Force into motion to try to figure out what’s going on. Especially since the dead man seemed to know about Sigma Force, one of the most closely guarded secrets in the United States espionage network.

The man turns out to be Dr. Polk, one of the men who helped create Sigma Force. As soon as that mystery is cleared up, the team realizes that Polk – not Pierce – was the intended target all along. Even more mysterious, Polk was a walking dead man, already dying from radiation poisoning.

Rollins plants his clues deftly, charging into the adventure vigorously. A coin clutched by Polk leads them to the museum, and to Dr. Polk’s daughter, Elizabeth. I love the pacing of these books, but Rollins strips the characters down a lot, leaving them more blocked-out than filled in. Sometimes I miss not getting to know more about them, but then I realize with the headlong pacing of the books there’s no real way to explore any kind of personal life.

In short order, Rollins has got his plot up and running, separating Sigma Force into teams and branching out with different avenues of action. Director Painter Crowe and his group try to figure out the mystery of the Russian girl that falls into their hands while Gray Pierce follows up on the trail of bread crumbs Dr. Polk has left behind. On another front, we pick up the story of yet another Sigma Force member who’s fighting for his life to escape enemy clutches with a cadre of the psychically gifted children. And then there are the machinations of the bad guys.

Although I finished the book in a couple sittings, I admit I had to take a breath now and again to figure out who was doing what to whom from time to time. Rollins introduces all the elements of his adventure, from the Oracle of Delphi to the Gypsy culture to Punjab history, then kicks in a lot of psychic spying (remote viewing that the Russians spent so much time with) as well as archeological and scientific background.

Rollins tells his story adroitly, like a sketch artist. He lays out a line that gives the reader just enough to whet the imagination, then jumps to another set of characters and does the same. The pacing and plotting is pure potboiler, and these books could have easily been pulps or serials movies back in the 1940s. Rollins has acknowledge a love of Doc Savage novels when he was younger, and it truly shows.

The Last Oracle also deals with a cliffhanger left over from The Judas Strain, and a lot of fans are going to be reading with even more interest than the casual reader. Rollins puts a lot on the line for his regular readers, and they’re going to respond.

The book is out just in time for summer. But I have to warn you, if you open this book and begin reading expecting to have a calm day of it, you’re going to spend the day on the beach or in a hammock tensed up, dodging bullets and bad guys, and trying to figure out the final mystery of The Last Oracle.

I still have images of Superman comic books stuck in my head from when I was growing up in the 1960s. They were fantastic, a mixture of superhero and science fiction, two of my greatest loves ever at that age. I loved the stories of Lex Luthor (in his traditional gray prison uniform) teaming up with Brainiac (in a pink shirt and shorty-shorts). One of the most prevalent of those images was of Superman shrunken down and trapped in a birdcage.

Ahh, those were the days. But as I grew older, Superman grew more serious and so did his problems. Sadly, so did I. I realized there were worse things for Superman – for anyone —than being trapped in a birdcage. However, I still loved those stories. They were part of my childhood and I won’t feel badly for hanging onto them.

Especially since Grant Morrison and Frank Quitely are revisiting Superman with the same love and tenderness I remember from those comic issues. Those plots were innocent and fun in a way that comics haven’t been in a long time. Now, Morrison and Quitely are doing the same thing in the pages of All-Star Superman.

The series exists outside of the traditional Superman universe. From what I’ve seen of this first graphic novel, anything goes. Clark Kent is still something of a boob. Lois Lane is sharp and still doesn’t have a clue that Clark is Superman (until he tells her). Jimmy Olsen is perky and sharp and a geek all at the same time. Luthor is violently opposed to Superman breathing the same air as him, and is brilliantly carrying out multi-layered plans to bring that to an end.

And Superman is quietly heroic throughout it all.

The graphic novel gathers the first six issues of the series. Some of the stories function as stand-alone tales but they all have continuity threads. And they’re all just good fun. This is a Superman book I’m gleefully handing off to my ten-year-old because I know he’s going to have a blast with it too.

The first story shows Morrison’s deviousness. Luthor has a plan to destroy Superman by overexposing him to the sun’s rays. During the initial set-up of the story, Morrison quickly and quietly introduces his readers to the familiar cast of characters, letting everyone know just how he’s going to spin the relationships and at what point in their lives we are. The sequence of Clark entering the newsroom on the double is a long montage that expertly showcases Quitely’s artwork. I loved it.

The first issue leaves us hanging regarding Superman’s fate after the overexposure to the sun. But the second issue is a fan’s dream come true: Lois Lane is given super-powers for a day and becomes Superwoman the way we all imagined she might back in the 1960s. Not only that, but Quitely draws her smoking hot! The two-page spread of the Fortress of Solitude is awesome.

I also loved the calm, every-day way Superman discussed Batman and Robin, and the casual way the Superman robots got introduced. They were a staple of the 1960s as well. The secret of Superman’s key to the Fortress was terrific, and the stuff of science fiction. The way Lois’s paranoia about Superman backfiring was terrific plotting. Instead of being suspicious of Clark being Superman, she starts wondering if Superman has gone insane due to his exposure.

The third issue where Lois tries to make Superman jealous of Atlas and Samson is a hoot. So is the ending where Superman finally gets tired of their constant haranguing.

Issue four concentrates on Jimmy Olsen, and it’s the Jimmy I grew up with. The one that’s still young and naïve, and always in the middle of trouble Superman has to get him out of. This one also contains some of Morrison’s trademark outside-the-box SF.

Lex Luthor takes center stage in issue five. The team-up with Clark Kent was absolutely fantastic. Can’t believe no one ever tried that before. Of course, there’s probably some credit due to the Smallville television series there. “You write like a poet but you move like a landslide,” is a quote from Luthor about Clark Kent that I’ll probably never forget. The resulting adventure as they run from the Parasite (and Clark repeatedly saves Lex) is a series of neat twists. There’s even a cameo of Beppo the Supermonkey that’s hilarious.

Issue 6 hosts a lot of surprises and nostalgia. We get to see Ma and Pa Kent, watch Superman play with Krypto the Super-Dog, and even hang out in the Smallville malt shop with Lana Lang. Seeing the Supermen of the futures was a trip down memory lane as well. You just know Morrison is having fun with the cornucopia he’s laying down. But his is one of the saddest tales Morrison weaves, and it sneaks up on you in the end.

I can’t name a graphic novel I’ve read yet that seems to span the decades and the generations Morrison’s loving tribute does in All-Star Superman. For long-time fans that haven’t read comics in a great many years, this one is a perfect return. Pick this one up and prepare to enjoy the feast.

The old wizard is as disreputable in his own way as Conn is. Twenty years ago, Nevery was accused of attempting to kill the Duchess of Wellmet where Conn lives. Nevery was run out of town just ahead of the soldiers that would have doubtlessly hung him.

Now, twenty years later, Nevery is drawn back to the city because the magic that powers the place is mysteriously drying up. Nevery uses that predicament to leverage his own return and gets the Duchess to grant him amnesty for his past wrongs, even though he didn’t try to kill her.

I love the way Prineas has Wellmet sectioned off into Twilight, Dusk House, Dawn Palace, and the other regions. Illustrator Antonio Javier Caparo’s maps and drawings really established the tone well and led my son and me into a wonderful imaginary journey throughout the city. The place just feels real.

The relationship between the characters, though predictable because they are steeped in tradition, are even more wonderful because the reader knows what to expect. Prineas expertly moves those relationships along, teasing the reader with them. I kept wanting Nevery to acknowledge Conn as his apprentice for so long, then – when Conn was in such dire straits – I’d forgotten about it and Prineas delivered that so expertly that I knew it was coming and was so concerned about other things that I’d temporarily forgotten.

That relationship, that push/pull of wills and the need to understand each other, drives this book and I’m sure will drive the other two in this trilogy. The addition of Benet as the hired muscle and his – eventual – doting uncle role with Conn is amazingly portrayed as well.

I have to admit that the first few pages seemed to dawdle a bit, but this is a relatively big world to explore, and there’s some history – particularly between the major players – that has to be revealed slowly. Prineas makes the whole thing play well, and it isn’t long before she has everything up and running.

Along with all the mystery and intrigue, as well as the duplicitous and suspicious nature of the characters, the author also throws in one-liners that and humor that is to die for. One of the best scenes in the book was when Conn was captured by the duchess’s guards, thrown into a prison cell, then lets himself out with his Lockpicking skills. Only to give himself away when he gladly hails Nevery, whom he hadn’t expected to see at all.

When Prineas locks onto the final scenes of the book, about the last sixty pages so be prepared to keep reading for a bit, there’s just no way to tear yourself free. My son and I were nailed to the pages, pushing way past our bedtimes as we finished up the last one hundred and forty pages in a reading marathon that had us hanging on by our fingernails.

The Magic Thief ends well, resolving several questions, but it raises several others that will keep my son and I anxiously awaiting the next installment. This is definitely a book to pick up for the kids to read over the summer, and you may find yourself chasing Conn and Nevery through Strangle Street and avoiding the Underlord’s minions yourself!

 
After the final scenes of Robert B. Parker’s novel Appaloosa, fans knew the story of Everett Hitch and Virgil Cole couldn’t end there. Especially not with a movie starring Ed Harris and Viggo Mortensen waiting in the wings.Resolution takes up only a short time after the previous novel. Everett Hitch is still riding solo at this point and takes a job at the Blackfoot saloon as a security guy. I enjoy the relationship between Everett and Virgil, because that relationship is the bones of what Parker has stated will be a three-book series. I knew I wouldn’t have to wait long for the action to begin, or for Everett and Virgil to get back together.

Parker delineates his two principle characters very well. Virgil Cole is an unfinished man in a way. He knows what he has been but he doesn’t yet know what he will become. Everett Hitch, on the other hand, has no qualms about addressing what he is. His moral convictions are centered and steady, and he never questions his actions or his motivations for doing them.

The town of Resolution remains somewhat undefined and isn’t seated in the historical Old West. Parker seems content to just lay the town in where he wants to and sketch in the background and surroundings the way he did in Appaloosa. Given the story that he wants to tell is skeletal and action-packed, readers don’t need much of a history or true-to-life geographical setting the way Louis L’Amour and Elmer Kelton do them.

In no time at all, Everett finds himself neck-deep in trouble. As security man for the Blackfoot Saloon, he works for Amos Wolfson. Wolfson is intent on buying up as much of the town and surrounding land as he can, and he’s made enemies of the local ranchers and Eamon O’Malley, Resolution’s other financial baron who is also making moves at a major land grab.

Although Parker concentrates on the relationship between Everett and Virgil, he paints an interesting picture of an Old West town being born. The shifting fortunes of the populace bounce back and forth between Wolfson and O’Malley as each of them squares off to become top dog of Resolution.

Everett quickly ends up becoming recognized as a protector of women, starting with the prostitutes that work the two saloons, and spilling over into the domestic arena. He’s a definite man of action, but also of compassion, and that rankles the ire of Wolfson who doesn’t want the added aggravation. Still, Everett sticks to his guns.

The characters are simple for the most part, but that’s why I enjoy reading these books. Parker portrays Everett and Virgil as the same kind of men I grew up with in the small Oklahoma towns where I lived. I understand the values at once, even though a lot of people might think those men were more complicated. Virgil seems driven to understand more about what he’s doing and why, but Everett just accepts himself without question.

I think the duality between the two men, the places where they fit together so well, and Virgil’s imperfections that keep them apart, paints a pretty accurate picture of the differences between men of the Old West and of the New West.

The story is light and straight-forward. There aren’t any surprises in this one, but I had a good time and read it in a couple sittings. Parker fans will love the book and Western readers will enjoy it if they’ve never read anything by the author before.

I’m looking forward to the movie and to the third book in the trilogy. Seeing how Virgil eventually reconciles himself to his lethal attraction for Allie, the singer that has all the morals of an alley cat, should be interesting.

I grew up on tough-guy novels like Richard Stark’s Parker, Dan J. Marlowe’s Drake, and some of the other Gold Medal books anti-heroes but I hadn’t suspected Piccirilli had until I read this novel. The Cold Spot was an unexpected surprise though one of my current noir writers (Duane Swierczynski, The Wheelman, The Blonde, and Severance Package) heartily recommended the book.

The book starts out with Chase at sixteen years old. He’s already an accomplished getaway driver and mechanic. He routinely builds each car the gang uses at each job, lovingly restoring a 1960s or 1970s muscle car, then destroying it shortly thereafter. The message is really cool: Chase can only love for a short length of time; he can’t hang onto anything.

The only constant in Chase’s life is his grandfather, Jonah, and Chase is never sure that the old man won’t see him as a danger and kill him one day. Jonah is in no way a paternal figure, and I entered into a wary relationship with him myself. Jonah reminds me most of those old noir heroes I grew up with, older and colder. He’s what those guys would have turned out to be once they hit their sixties. And I have to admit that I was mesmerized every time Jonah was on the page because I was never sure what he would do.

After the killing at the first of the book, Chase separates from the gang. He realizes that his grandfather is a lot harder than he’ll ever be able to be. I followed Chase’s adventures trying to get in with another “string” at different times, until he meets the female police officer that’s going to become the love of his life. I was hooked from the moment Lila was on stage, getting the drop on Chase after a botched robbery, and cheered again when Chase upstages her and gets the drop on her.

The fact that they ended up together was no surprise, but the manner in which they did was a lot of fun and very touching. Piccirilli builds this relationship tenderly and then he punches you in the gut so skillfully that you’re hurting before you know it.

When Chase can no longer live with what’s been done, he goes looking for Jonah. Chase feels compelled to find the men responsible and kill them. I was right there with him.

However, finding Jonah is problematic too. The old man carries a lot of dangerous baggage with him: a young woman who seems just as deadly as the old man and actually wants to be free of him. Piccirilli’s hangs her attempts to seduce Chase so expertly that I just knew he was going to do it because he was hurting so much. But Chase has his own code of honor, which is one of the things I enjoy most about him.

There’s simply no way to put this book down in its final moments. Piccirilli and Chase just steamrolled over me as every twist and turn crashed down around me. There are no winners at the end of this novel – only survivors. Thankfully Chase is one of them because another novel is supposed to come out next year. I’m definitely going to pick it up.

The Battle of the Labyrinth is the fourth book of Rick Riordan’s projected five-book opus, Percy Jackson and the Olympians. The series began with The Lightning Thief and has constantly picked up steam as it’s progressed. I’ve been reading the series to my son, and we’re looking at the fifth and final book coming out next year with a mixture of anticipation and dread.

We want the next book. We want to know how everything turns out for Percy, Grover, Annabeth, and the rest, but we don’t want the adventure to end. Riordan’s imagination and zest for action is matched only by his wit and humor. We’ve become fans and end up talking about the books and Greek mythology quite often.

If you haven’t read the series yet, you’ve missed out on a lot. And you’ll probably want to stop reading this review now. Otherwise you’re going to trip across some spoilers for the earlier three books. Riordan’s books, Percy’s adventures, are an organic tale, growing and adding to canon with each new volume. Things just don’t stay the same in Percy’s ever-changing world.

Well, nothing stays the same except Percy’s continuing bad luck with schools. At the beginning of this one, Percy’s mom has a new boyfriend that gets Percy into a well-respected school that Percy normally wouldn’t have a shot at with his past record of suspicious destruction. Sure enough, almost as soon as Percy sets foot on school grounds, he’s attacked by demonic cheerleaders (the empousai, from Greek myth) and the school BURNS.

I couldn’t help laughing throughout the section as I read it. Friends of Percy are going to be blown away by the sequence even though they’re expecting it. My son and I kept cracking each other up for days afterward. These books just keep on giving!

The book turns more serious, to a degree, when Luke’s plans to invade Camp Half-Blood are revealed. Luke, Percy’s arch-enemy, is still trying to bring the Titan Kronos back to life so he can wreak vengeance against the Greek gods. Camp Half-Blood, because it houses and trains so many of the demi-gods – the children of the gods with mortal parents, is a prime target.

As always, Riordan establishes the roots of his story in traditional Greek myth. This one deals with Daedalus, the famed inventor that created the Labyrinth that housed the Minotaur. According to Riordan’s story, the Labyrinth has become – to a degree – a living thing that continues growing throughout the world and time. I loved the concept and my son was totally engrossed in the idea that the world was honeycombed with magical tunnels. This is the kind of thinking I’ve come to rely on the author for.

There are other adventures that take place before Percy, Annabeth, and Grover find an opening to the Labyrinth and climb down inside it, but once they’re in place the adventure kicks into high gear. They’re chasing after Nico, the son of Hades, that no one else at the camp knows about. Percy feels guilty about the death of Nico’s sister and doesn’t want everyone weirding out about the younger boy. Percy still believes he has a chance to set things straight between him and Nico.

Grover’s situation has gotten more dire regarding his hunt for the god, Pan. With all the failures Grover has racked up, the satyr community is thinking about pulling Grover’s searcher’s license, which means he can’t continue hunting for Pan. A lot of things are at stake in this one.

Tyson, Percy’s Cyclopean half-brother, stars in this one as well. I have to admit, Tyson is one of my favorite characters in the books. Tyson, with all his childish innocence, has won a special place in the hearts of my son and I. Every time Tyson’s on stage we’re just waiting to see what he’s going to say or do. In this one, Tyson gets to meet Briares, one of the Hundred-Handed Ones, an ancient from Greek myth. Briares’s reaction to his jailer is hilarious and I don’t want to spoil it, but my son and I went around doing it for days, to the point my wife believed we’d taken leave of our senses. She hasn’t quite gotten into the Olympian view yet.

In addition to all the great imagery and dialogue, Riordan continues piling on the Greek mythology in this one. I love how he twists it and brings it into our world. And he dangles each cliffhanger and reveal of the plot with evident glee and precise precision. This next year of waiting is going to be a long one.

Ky gets kicked out of the military academy for helping a fellow cadet that ultimately betrayed her trust and good nature at the beginning of the novel. One of the most endearing aspects about Ky in the beginning is how naïve she is. She does things for the right reasons and sometimes ends up totally bulldozed in spite of her good intentions. I love that quality about her because it makes her vulnerable and fallible.

After she gets released from the academy, her father – a powerful shipping magnate and head of the Vatta corporation – assigns her command of a derelict ship meant for a one-way flight. I enjoyed meeting Ky’s family, even if it did tend to bog the story down a bit. That familiarity with those family members is important for the rest of the series. They keep playing parts in Ky’s life as well as the twists and turns of the stories.

At the helm of the ship, Ky is nervous and somewhat resentful. She’s in command of a tub and doesn’t really have any power over her course. While Ky is dealing with this, we’re treated to an overview of the ship, the crew, and how both work together. Moon has invested a lot in her fictional part of the galaxy and she enjoys showing off. Thankfully, the details are fascinating and will consume the thoughts of imaginative readers.

It doesn’t take Ky long to get into trouble, though, and therein lies the beginning of the adventure she ultimately undertakes. Upon her arrival at the Belinta colony, she discovers that the locals desperately need a shipment of tractors that were promised but never delivered. Sensing an opportunity for profit, Ky undertakes the contract and sets the wheels in motion for her own independence.

I found the negotiations Ky has to undergo fairly interesting because I’m an amateur historian and it’s fascinating to see that no matter where the human race has been or goes, much of what it does will center around the art of business. Moon brings that home in these books.

With a newly inked contract in hand, Ky makes for the Sabine system to buy tractors and hopefully see about getting enough of a profit to re-outfit the ship to make it spaceworthy. Instead, she ends up getting involved in a planetary insurrection and caught in a deadly crossfire.

I loved the scenes with the Mackensee mercenaries and the way they did their jobs. The praise was heaped a little heavily on Ky, but it wasn’t too sugary sweet. I was surprised when she was nearly killed at one point, then amazed again at her audacity to negotiate a new contract with the mercenaries.

Assigned to ferry out other ship captains that have lost their ships, Ky ends up having to deal with a mutiny that has deadly consequences. I liked the way Ky prepared herself and her crew for the eventuality, and the lengths to which she was prepared to go to keep her ship. She reminded me a lot of A&E’s Horatio Hornblower series. Moon’s not quite in John Ringo territory, but she’s definitely in good company with the military background.

Military/science fiction readers looking for something fun and light to read over the summer will definitely enjoy Elizabeth Moon’s Vatta’s War series. All five books are out now, so you won’t have to wait on any of them.