Currently reading this:
Great cover, literally begged me to read this 173 page promise of highly concentrated Sense Of Wonder, but at page 137 I'm calling it quits. This is one of the worst books I've ever read. Horribly written, scantily plotted, with dull endless races between universes (actually galaxies but Mr. Hamilton constantly refers to them as universes) I simply can't go on with it. I've the greatest respect for Edmond Hamilton. His
The Star Kings is my introduction to the science fiction novel and he's treated me to many other solid adventures. But this! Something about the Interstellar Patrol. I barely made it through
Crashing Suns, a collection of their exploits. The first and last story were pretty good but all the stories in between were strictly paint by numbers.
Outside The Universe is a novel but unreadable as they come. Sorry Mr. Hamilton. I won't give up on you but I can't go on with this.