

And the book I’m referring to specifically is Gareth L. I am, in this case speaking of ‘space opera’, a sub-genre of science fiction characterized by intergalactic adventures, starships and space battles and a whole of adventure and intrigue. And you wonder: Where is that sense of wonder, that fun, those tales which made me fall in love with these kinds of stories in the first place? And just at that time, along comes a book that makes you fall in love with that genre all over again.

As you get deeper and deeper into it, as it keeps pace with changing times, you find it taking itself a little too seriously, trying to be ‘contemporary’ with the markers of the genre relegated to being mere formalities or existing just in the background. It presumably happens to every reader who loves a particular genre or sub-genre.
