The Wrong Stars is a space opera of sorts, centred around
the White Raven and its crew, a group of freelance security contractors with a
penchant for putting their noses where they don’t belong, then trying to avoid
having them shot off.
This is a universe where humanity has exploded outward from
Earth, not just across the solar system, but into multiple systems. To do so,
it uses tramlines of sorts – heading from one point to another via tunnels in
space time, which can be opened via technology obtained by trading with an
alien race. Ships travel to a transit point, then pop out at their destination.
This gives the universe a sense of
distance, a feeling of scale which keeps everything else in perspective. People
are spreading quickly, and there’s an optimism and sense of hope there, as well
as an energy and drive which permeates the prose, a background mindset driving
decisions. We’re still people, though, so even this diaspora is no utopia. Even
within the solar system, there are splits that seem to run along corporate
lines – great merchant houses jockeying for power and control in a quiet cold
war. This means that the hope is intertwined with a certain tension, with
internal conflicts that are quietly simmering, a contrast to the more positive
expressions of humanity as it attempts to stretch its wings. This has benefits
too, though – an implied increase in the amount of technology available for
self-enhancement being just one of the perks.
That stretching, of course, has been brought about by the
intervention of aliens. There’s one species floating around the galaxy, whose
interactions with humanity aren’t violent. They seem happy to trade with
humanity, speak with them, and largely stay out of the way. At this point,
humans are more concerned with getting their feet under the table in a few more
colonisable star systems than looking their benefactors gift horse in the
mouth. As the story goes on, we get more context and background on this
species; it’s excellent background, a thoughtful and nuanced portrayal of
something with a perspective different to that of humanity.
Which matters less to the crew of the White Raven, who start
the day chasing down pirates and troublemakers for one of the big corporations,
on a nominally freelance basis. They’re a delightful found family filled
transhuman cyborgs, hardass privateers, divertingly religious medics and a
sarcastic AI. As an ensemble, the focus is clearly on Callie, the captain, but
the others all have contributions to make, and f they don’t always get enough
time on the page, what they do have is enough to make you care about what
happens to them next.
I’ve got a lot of time for Callie, mind you. A woman
determined to do her best for ship and crew, and even to do the right thing –
albeit within certain pragmatic constraints of ‘right’. Callie learly carries
old emotional injuries, but keeps much of that internalised – instead using her
emotional energy to drive her crew forward. At the open, she feels like an
iceberg, roiling the emotional waters internally, but presenting a largely
convincing façade to the outside world. That she cares for her crew is never in
doubt. That she’s also willing to kick arse and take names is also, veryqquickly,
not in doubt either. Not a paragon, but a good-hearted contractor, trying to
make ends meet and do the best they can, Callie’s mix of weariness and
determination kept me turning pages, especially when that determination was
backed up by terrifying technology and serious munitions.
On which note – this is an adventure story. There’s action,
the kind that comes with expertly built tension, released in bursts of
adrenaline and gunfire, for sure. But there’s an emotional heart here as well,
which makes you care about that action – the characters clearly care about each
other, and as they care, so do we, as they try and keep each other out of
trouble, and stay alive. But there’s a lot going on. Archaeology, of sorts, and
revelations about the nature of the universe, are backed by some brilliant
fight scenes, which kept me on the edge of my seat while turning pages rather
quickly.
There’s big and small stakes in play here – from the fate of the
universe to the fate of one woman’s heart. It’s smart, punchy sci-fi which has
all the mixings of a cracking space adventure, blended to make something more
than the sum of its parts. Most of all, it’s fun, and I’d encourage reading it on that basis; I’m certainly
looking forward to seeing what the next book in the series brings!
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