
It’s just that the plot felt a little … messy … in places, and the denouement didn’t feel as satisfying as I’d have liked. I really loved the post-humanity solar system too. I laughed aloud at parts, appreciated some of the fanboy references (although I’m pretty sure I missed more than I understood), and I liked the main character. It’s not that it wasn’t a funny, quick-moving space adventure. This was a book I should have enjoyed 100%.

I’ll get my complaints out of the way first, I think. Charles Stross’ name is one of those that I’m so familiar with I feel like I must have read something by him already, but this was actually my first Stross book and it was good geeky fun, if maybe lacking coherence towards the end. Saturn’s Children is about Freya Nakamachi-47, a sentient sexbot who comes off the production line long after humanity’s extinction… that’s all I needed to know to want to read it, I didn’t even bother with the rest of the jacket blurb. We build them because our Creators told us, ‘The solar system’s too small to keep all our eggs in one basket.’ (Which is perfectly true if you discount eight major planets, thirty-something dwarf planets, several hundred moons, and the minor point that, as it turned out, just the one planet they started with was more than enough to see them through to extinction.” “Let me tell you a little bit about starships.
Book Bingo – Non-human narrator = Achieved!
