Sometimes I hear about a book and promptly put it on reserve at the library. Such was the case with Star Wars: Thrawn by Timothy Zahn. Thrawn is the charming, brilliant villain of the landmark Thrawn Trilogy, the three books that probably set the path of the Star Wars universe prior to the new movies—and are the major sticking point for me in not wanting to throw out said-extended universe. But this new book, after the demotion of the other books, writes Thrawn back into the official Star Wars canon, with a prequel set just before A New Hope. It wasn’t all I hoped for—and was an oddly un-Star Wars book—but was great fun to read all the same.
This book charts the rise of Thrawn within the Empire. He belongs to a race called the Chiss, who are known only by legend within the reaches of the Empire. He’s found alone on a planet on the Outer Rim and impresses the Imperials enough to be taken back to Coruscant—where he briefly meets the Emperor, who takes an interest in his career. From there we watch as Thrawn, and his interpreter/protégé Eli Vanto, work through the Imperial Academy and up through the ranks. Meanwhile on a parallel path, Arindha loses her family’s mine to Imperial takeover and sets out to wrest power back through rising in the Empire’s political structure.
This was a very good and engaging book that felt…not very Star Wars. Most of the usual hallmarks were missing. None of the film characters appeared or even were referenced, save a brief cameo from the Emperor and a briefer one from Darth Vader. The Rebel Alliance is barely a whisper at this point, and while readers can guess that the Empire is buying up great quantities of a special metal to build the Death Star, that never takes front stage. In a mostly human Imperial navy there were few recognizable alien species, and with the Jedi gone I don’t think the Force came up even once. Continue reading “Star Wars: Thrawn”
Appropriately enough, I stumbled accidentally onto Accidental Saints: Finding God in all the wrong people by Nadia Bolz-Weber. I have a thing I do when I want a type of book but don’t know what specifically–I look up a similar book in the library catalog, find that shelf, and see what else is nearby. That brought me to Accidental Saints, and after I loved that one, I went backwards and read Nadia’s first book, Pastrix.
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