Author: Isaac Asimov, George Zebrowski and Martin H. Greenberg
Page Count/Review Word Count: 358
This book is a bit of a weird one because it brings together fiction and non-fiction in pursuit of a concept, which is the origins of our species. Some of it is your typical hardcore science fiction, and some of it is basically scientific research that went right over my head.
Because of that, it ended up being a hybrid book, one that I read partly as a bedtime book and partly as my main read, substituting it in and out whenever I got to particularly heavy going parts that I wasn’t interested in.
Unfortunately, even the science fiction bits were kind of boring, and so it mostly called for a bit of a trudge towards the finish line. In terms of how much it held my interest, it was probably on a par with Asimov’s collection of essays called The Roving Mind, but then at least that covered a more interesting set of topics.
Still, I mean, this is an interesting enough little read despite that, and you don’t need to be consumed with interest over the matter of creation to take something away from this. I will say, though, that you probably do need to have more than a passing interest to enjoy the science side, although the science fiction was pretty approachable, or as approachable as “hard” science fiction can ever be.
I don’t have much more to say about this one, which is a bit of a problem because I still have 100 words or so to go until I reach my goal of having one word per page in the book. I think that in itself is a good indicator of what’s wrong here, because I normally have no problems reaching the end. It’s just that there really isn’t that much to talk about.
At best, it’s a mediocre collection of classic sci-fi, but nothing to write home about and certainly not as good as some of Asimov’s other anthologies. And that’s if you overlook the boring science bits.