On New Year's Day I finished David Drake's With the Lightnings. I liked this, by the end, and may well read on in this series (The RCN series). It starts quite slowly, and I was not convinced in the first 50-100 pages, to be honest. There are some plot deviations Drake takes to build character and lay some small plot devices which slow things down and these are done in a quite a clunky way. It seems that Drake knows he wants to build characters and situations that are nuanced, and that will offer shades of grey and complexity, but he's not all that good (in this book at least) at achieving it in a smooth way. That said, its an honest go at trying to make this more than just a simple military SF novel, and I give him real credit for aiming high, even if he seems to struggle a bit with pacing things. We get past these issues by about a third of the way through, after which Drake enters the part of the book where he's more in his element, I suspect, which is the main action and driven plot. Drake was in the military, and it shows, not so much that he gets arms and military details correct (weapons are made-up futuristic ones anyway), but that he conveys the chaos and random crap that war brings in really quite a fine way. Another aspect that plays out well, is that Drake approaches his characters in a very gender-neutral way. You get the impression he flipped a coin to decide if each character was male or female, and it works well. It's also nice that while the two main characters (who are both rounded and appealing) are male and female, there is no romance between them. It's not an issue, its not necessary to the plot, they just happen to be male and female and on the same side. It was strangely refreshing for an author not to feel his leads had to develop a romantic connection, and that they could simply just be capable colleagues. I've heard that the issues I had with the somewhat clunky and slow character development and early plot in this novel improve in the second novel of the series (Lt Leary Commanding), so I may well read on.
I'm now reading Robert Silverberg's The Stochastic Man (1975), which is good so far. This was nominated for both the Hugo and Nebula Awards, and being mid-70's Silverberg I'm expecting it will be layered, subtle and superior.