The addictive thing about books is the way they lead in to one another. In the opening chapters of Libriomancer, Jim Hines refers to a Star Trek novel by A.C. Crispin, and I had to put his book down to look that one up. Tragically, the book Hines referred to was fictional, but it led me to Crispin’s actual 1994 novel, Sarek.
Crispin was the author of my first encounters with Star Trek. She was one of the writers who told me that Star Trek was for and about people like me. I reviewed two of her novels some months back with phasers set firmly on snark; The Yesterday Saga was both precious and hilarious. Sarek was one of the more serious Star Trek novels—un-numbered and published in hardcover. It offers a detailed and attentive examination of Federation politics and a massive quantity of character development. Sarek is the Star Trek novel equivalent of a glass of Riesling—sweet and light, but indisputably grown up.