The big downside to a booklog backlog is that by the time I get around to booklogging a book, I may have forgotten pretty much everything about it, and can’t really write an entry that does it any justice. That’s unfortunately what happened to Dave Duncan’s Ill Met In the Arena .
I mean, I know — and you know, if you’ve been reading this thing for any length of time — that I love Dave Duncan. And I definitely remember that this standalone fantasy was characteristically Duncanian with an inventive, almost sfnal, fantasy world. (And have I remarked lately how much Sanderson takes after Duncan on this front?) But I don’t actually remember anything of the plot or story, and can’t call out anything in particular for being notably good or bad.
So, let’s just say that this was a very good book, and that people who like Dave Duncan will like it.