"Waiting On" Wednesday is a weekly event, hosted by Jill over at Breaking the Spine, that spotlights upcoming releases that we're eagerly anticipating.
This week's pre-publication "can't-wait-to-read" selection is:
The Apocalypse Codex by Charles Stross
In the world of the Laundry, there is One True Religion — and we know how to deal with cultists when we find them. When a prominent televangelist with connections to 10 Downing Street shows disturbing signs of being able to work miracles, it’s only natural for the Laundry, the secret service for dealing with occult threats, to take an interest. But there’s a fly in the ointment: the first rule of the secret services is, spying on the Prime Minister and their associates is forbidden. It’s time to send in the freelancers – except in the world of the Laundry, officially there’s no such thing…(July 3, 2012)
Despite having 3 titles on my shelf (Glasshouse, Rule 34, and Saturn's Children), I've yet to give Stross a read. Something about this one has really snagged my attention, though, so it may be time to catch up on some laundy . . . sorry for the bad pun. :)
This week's pre-publication "can't-wait-to-read" selection is:
The Apocalypse Codex by Charles StrossIn the world of the Laundry, there is One True Religion — and we know how to deal with cultists when we find them. When a prominent televangelist with connections to 10 Downing Street shows disturbing signs of being able to work miracles, it’s only natural for the Laundry, the secret service for dealing with occult threats, to take an interest. But there’s a fly in the ointment: the first rule of the secret services is, spying on the Prime Minister and their associates is forbidden. It’s time to send in the freelancers – except in the world of the Laundry, officially there’s no such thing…(July 3, 2012)
Despite having 3 titles on my shelf (Glasshouse, Rule 34, and Saturn's Children), I've yet to give Stross a read. Something about this one has really snagged my attention, though, so it may be time to catch up on some laundy . . . sorry for the bad pun. :)
