The Sunlit Man by Brandon Sanderson
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

First off, I'll just mention my impression of this book without the name Brandon Sanderson attached to it.

Read as a standard adventure SF, it frankly rocks. It has the reluctant hero crashing into a benighted town (or rather, an INVESTED Cosmere hero escaping from undead mercenary spacefarers, barely escaping from his life and out of funds (investment) only to find a really great, deadly world where the sun burns all it touches. Add your tyrants, your desprate populace, and a whole lot of big action, and we've got ourselves a rare example of what made early SF great: a western dressed up super smart and it's flashy enough for any big-time fan of concept-driven space opera.

Honestly, I would probably be pointing at this one as an example of what I'd most want to see on the market right now. We're far outgrown the westerns, according to the publishing industry, but the westerns haven't outgrown US. Indeed, a little rough justice, a little desperate KINDNESS, sounds just about right.


As for the whole Brandon Sanderson thing? This one is a direct carry-through from Dawnshard. Same character. Not that you have to know that. This is a perfect example of the wanderer motif. Pick it up anywhere, and enjoy.


Tasty tasty sunlight on the tongue. That's my impression. Sparkling clear light going down my throat. Nom nom.


Personal note:
If anyone reading my reviews might be interested in reading my own SF, I'm going to be open to DM requests. I think it's about time I get some eyes on them.

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