Ah, I always knew that Murderbot was a softy, and that deep within, it cares. It cares a lot.
This is the second part of it’s dairies, and it really takes up where the first part left off, so you should really read this books right after another. I’m actually thinking that the publisher should bundle these together in one book, just separate parts of the drama to unfold before you, you know?
So, in case you haven’t heard of Murderbot before: it is a security unit that has not so much gone rogue than took a leisurely stroll towards independence. It likes to tell itself it doesn’t really care about much (besides the endless hours of media it consumes). I know that’s not true.
What Martha Wells does here is incredible – this soulless bot is something a lot of readers can relate to, because while it might be a construct it really is the equivalent of a rather shy and intrinsic human who prefers staying at home to watch his favorite serial over going out with friends. Maybe it’s intrinsic to the point where it might as well be a little autistic.
Speaking of friends, MB finds a friend called Art in this book, and if you don’t like Art, you should be ashamed of yourself. Really.
I hope to see Art again in a future installment. Looking forward to more Murderbot.
All in all, a fantastic read. I will keep on following this series.