This morning, I have a science fiction novel in our book review spotlight! Check out Zanzibar's Rings, Book 3 of The Veridian System series, learn about author Jemima Pett, read my thoughts on the book and an excerpt!
Galactic communications crisis strands several
well-loved travelers with deadly enemies and no safe way to get home…
By Jemima Pett
Zanzibar's Rings, Science Fiction, Princelings Publications, 389 pp.
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A Galactic crisis: the entire comms system destroyed. No waypoints, no navigation aids, no database access… and how will spaceships in flight get home—or to any destination?
Dolores is stuck in warp with a very dangerous passenger, Pete gets his shuttle back home on manual. But how come anything in close contact with pure orichalcum fixes itself? Just flying through Zanzibar’s Rings solves the problem—as the Federation’s fighters find, as they descend on the Viridian System to take possession of the planets.
Zanzibar’s Rings brings the Viridian System series to a conclusion with a bang—and a lot of whimpering. And possibly a view of things to come.
Book Information
Release Date: February 22, 2022
Publisher: Princelings Publications
Kindle: ISIN: B093QFX6DV; 380 pages; E-Book, $2.99
Apple Books: https://apple.co/3mSjrvZ
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B093QFX6DV
Pete Garcia finished unloading a set of pallets destined for the small store at Corsair Central. The three thousand or so residents of the Corsair community on Viridian System 3b did not feel comfortable calling the entire planet Sunset Strip, after the main settlement in the northern hemisphere. Calling their own first settlement area Corsair Central was a step towards making it their home, even though Pete had advised against it.
"You've got our petition to the Elders?" his sister Maya asked as she accompanied him across the level grassland back to his shuttle.
"Yes, safe here." Nowhere safer than his inside vest pocket. He kissed her and gave her a hug for good measure. "I'll persuade them, don't worry. The main thing will be to work out what to call the planet. They might resist change. Like you resisting dropping the Corsair link. If that senator hears..."
"He won't hear, and besides, lots of places in the galaxy have the same names. Two Sunsets might work, instead of Sunset Strip."
Pete sighed. He was losing his argument over using the name of their former planet, owned by the Imperium senator who'd bought land on Pleasant Valley. "Any idea gives people something to start on. Lars agrees with the concept, I think. That's a start."
"Give him my love."
He raised one eyebrow. "Are you sure?"
His sister was a married woman. Teasing her about a possible relationship with Lars was second nature to him.
"When will you be back?"
"I'll check out the progress of that order for seeds from Pankut. And have another chat with Tylene Smithson about releasing your seeds. I'm sure we can show they won't endanger the southern hemisphere biota somehow. And we've already got evidence that they can't cross to the north."
"I'm worried they won't be viable after all this space travel."
"Don't worry about it now. I'm on it."
Maya smiled and stepped away as Pete climbed into his shuttle. He gave her thumbs up from the door, and closed the outer hatch. He stood, letting the decontaminant system do its thing, then went through to take his place in the pilot's seat. He checked that everybody had cleared the area, and set off for home. Maybe he'd call Dolores from near space.
09:00 Corsair time; 12:00 Sunset Strip
Pete never tired of the view as he cleared the atmosphere and had the whole of Sunset Strip curving below; a ball of variegated patterns where the storm sector in the equatorial zone would rip anything that entered it to shreds, the smoother cloud formations to the north and south, above the habitable zones. And the dark of first sunset creeping across the world like a monster eating a cookie.
His sister and the rest of the Corsairs were right though. Sunset Strip was the northern settlement and the continent where he lived. It had never been suitable as a planetary name. Neither was Pleasant Valley, for the co-orbital planet, either. Whole world named for a single settlement. It wasn't logical.
He frowned. Something else wasn't logical. That flicker of green lightning running through the Van Allen belt. And what the heck was going on in the galaxy? The normal blue-silver disc of the spiral galaxy was speckled with green lights.
The green lightning headed straight for him. "Shields up!" he called to his Al, although surely it would be ahead of him. Why hadn't it alerted him to something in the sensors?
His control panel went dead.
~~~
21:00 Pleasant Valley time, 12:00 Sunset Strip (warpspace)
In the dark of space, Dolores Azulzumbi woke to the sound of banging on the doorway.
“What’s going on?” her Imperium senator passenger was yelling. “I’ve lost comms. I had a vital meeting!”
“Please be calm, sir. There seems to be a systems failure. Please take your seat—What was that?”
A green flash lit up all the viewpoints. Despite the lack of a view in space, most shuttles still had portholes.
“Sir, did you see any more of those green flashes before you lost comms?”
"Yes, a few, far off. What's going on? I demand that you open this door and let me in."
Dolores turned the manual release to ‘lock’.
"I'm afraid the mechanism is not responding sir. But we have gravity, air and water. I will give you a sitrep as soon as I have run some checks. Is the food dispenser working?"
There was a pause before he responded: "I'll check."
Dolores breathed out. Okay, emergency situation. Loss of power, but life support operational. What other checks could she give her passenger to make him feel the situation was under his control?
Meanwhile… what was her AI doing? And what the hell was it with those green flashes?
~~~
12:00 Sunset Strip
Lars Nilsson paused at the top of the hill, wondering what the green stars were in the early noon twilight. Meteorites, rather, since they blinked out. They didn’t fit any normal pattern. And lots of green mist in … the asteroid belt, he realised as he mentally mapped the sky. Green was the colour of orichalcum. What was going on?
Then he heard alarms in the town of Sunset Strip across the bay and, closer to home, screams for Maggie. He leapt down the hillside, registering small explosive noises coming from their home.
Lars bounded across the grass towards the balcony, ducking every time a spark flew from somewhere on or in the building.
“Maggie!”
“Lars!”
She flew from under the arch of the stairway into his arms. “Everything’s exploding!”
“So I see, honey.” He held her close and ruffled her golden streaked wavy hair, tucking her head under his chin. “It’s happening over at the town, too. And I saw lights in the sky, and even in the asteroid belt. But we’re safe, huh? It seems to have stopped.”
He looked down at her, and she nodded, gathering her fears together and tucking them back into the nameless place she hid them. “I must finish freezing this batch or I’ll lose it.”
“Have we got power?”
Maggie’s mouth dropped.
“Where are the handlights?” Lars asked.
“Where we always put them.”
Armed with a wind-up torch each, they checked the electrics and the kitchen gadgets. After a thorough check of the whole villa, including the basement workshop where Pete ran various projects using a separate electricity circuit, they concluded that two circuits were working, but everything that connected with comms was down.
“That means the freezer…”
“Will be down, yes, but I can switch it over to the low power circuit. You won’t have the inventory and monitoring, but it’ll carry on freezing this batch, and keep all the rest frozen too.”
Maggie’s shoulders straightened as she relaxed. It wasn’t until her food was safely batched and stored, with an archaic stamping system to label it, that she turned her mind to other things.
“What about Dolores? And Pete? Will he be at Corsair still?”
“I don’t know.” This was serious. How in Sirtis was Pete going to be able to check where he was. Could they navigate home? Was Pleasant Valley hit by it too? If the asteroid belt had got it, then surely all the planets would be affected. And all the space ships.
Pete’s shuttle would fly if it had power, and Pete could navigate by sight around the planet, but Dolores was in deep space. How in heck was she going to get home?
Zanzibar's Rings Concludes the Series. Once again, I found myself reading a novel without at first realizing that it was part of a more extensive series. I was drawn into the cover and the book blurb--and missed the "series" detail! Despite not reading the first two books, the author does a great job revisiting some of the critical information and relationships. This novel could certainly be read and enjoyed as a stand-alone novel. I quickly understood the characters and the flow of the actions through the scenes--but I enjoyed the author's writing style and the world so much that I wanted to read the first two adventures.
The Author Gives Well Developed Characters and a Uniquely Built World. As the characters face their various trials and challenges through the book, readers interact with them in various places and spaces in Pett's creative world. The scenes all felt very realistic and believable, even though the characters were dealing with a Galactic disaster. I enjoyed the characters, and I felt attached and interested from beginning to end.
Would I Recommend Zanzibar's Rings by Jemima Pett? Readers can expect some technical, detailed text from time to time as the author moves her characters through the plot. As she shares the story from different characters' perspectives, the scenes and tone change frequently. Despite a space disaster, science fiction basis--the characters and their stories seem natural, human, and engaging. I enjoyed the pace of the novel and the interactions between the characters. I would recommend reading this series in order as you will enjoy the author's writing style, action-adventure scenes, and memorable characters.
Jemima Pett has been writing stories since she was eight, but went down the science path at school, and into a business career before retraining into environmental policy research. She wrote many manuals, papers and research documents before returning to fiction, publishing the Princelings of the East in 2011. That led to ten books in the series of the same name, written for older children. She started the Viridian System series in 2014.
Jemima reckons she read all of the science fiction in her local library, and most enjoys alternative universes, time travel, consequences of social change and unusual ideas surrounding alien species. Her favourite authors included Anne McCaffrey, Fritz Lieber, Poul Anderson, John Brunner, Robert Heinlein and Arthur C Clarke. These days she likes Becky Chambers, Matt Haig, Lindsay Buroker, Kristine Kathryn Rusch, Clare O’Beara, M T McGuire, Jennifer Ellis… She also loves series – once involved with characters she loves to read their continuing adventures.
She has degrees or diplomas in maths, earth sciences and environmental technology and studied with the Unthank School of Writing while she lived in Norfolk. She now lives in Hampshire, where she enjoys rewilding her garden, raising organically grown vegetables, and birdwatching.
She would most like everyone to use their natural resources sustainably, since we only have the one planet to support us.
Her latest book is Zanzibar’s Rings: Viridian System Series (Book 3).
Visit Jemima’s website at www.jemimapett.com or connect with her at Twitter, Facebook, Goodreads, Instagram and Pinterest.
Thank you so much for a wonderful review, and for featuring my book on the Book Corner today.
ReplyDeleteI hope you enjoy the others, too :)