After a lazy weekend spent (mostly) sprawled on the sofa, I’ve now finished “The Bricklayer.” Apart from a lull in the pace about two thirds of the way through, I enjoyed the book. The villains of the piece were a little weak, for the most part they remain tucked away in the shadows. When they do come out from hiding, there isn’t much exploration into who they are and why they’re doing what they’re doing. Things are wrapped up bit quickly in the final act as well, but not so much that I put the book down feeling as though I wanted my time back.
With this over now, it does leave me having to pick my next book to read. I’ve got a pile of books waiting to be read, though being on my Kindle this is only a metaphorical pile rather than a physical one. As a treat I think I will re-read one of my all time favourite sci-fi novels, “Dune” by Frank Herbert. Every few years I find myself travelling back to Arrakis and I reckon that time has come round again. Now where did I leave my stillsuit…?