Prehistoric Clock – Robert Appleton

Sooner or later, clockwork requires each piece to accept its nature or break. Hearts are no different.

I have limited experience with steampunk. Most of what I’ve stumbled across has been romance of some sort or other, which is fine in its way. But that’s why I kept expecting someone to leap into bed with someone in this book. There is a romance element – but a PNR this ain’t. (*muted rejoicing*)

What this is is the story of Professor Cecil Reardon, whose wife and young son were killed in a terrible accident – and he wants them back. He has been working to conquer all obstacles to the time travel necessary to go back and save them. The work is kept undercover; to keep them from interfering, he is happy to allow the Leviacrum Council to see him as having become a doddering old codger broken by his tragedies. He is getting close, when one night –

The same night that Lord Garrett Embrey goes on the lam from the Leviacrum Council. He took the floor to protest, in the strongest terms, the unjust executions of his father and uncle, and when his vocal dissent accelerates the Council’s intentions to put him out of the way, he runs out into the night –

Tyrannosaurus rex, a theropod from the Late Cr...

Tyrannosaurus rex, a theropod from the Late Cretaceous of North America, pencil drawing (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Which is also the same night that sees Airship Officer Verity Champlain into the port of London. She and her crew have seen some harrowing action, leaving her the senior officer aboard, and she and her largely African crew are looking forward to decompressing and untangling exactly what has happened to them and to the Empire, and what will happen next. And ice cream. Their airship sails into London’s night –

And the night is split by a massive concussion, a blinding light. When people gradually come to, they discover that they are where they had been, in the heart of London – but they are no longer when they had been. The blocks of London town where they happened to be have been excised and transported back – to the age of dinosaurs.

The result is the best dinosaurs vs. humans story I’ve ever read.

Not that there have been so very many of those.

Walking with Dinosaurs - The Live Experience

Walking with Dinosaurs – The Live Experience (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Conspiracy, top-secret government plots, dinosaurs stampeding through London streets; factions emerging and lives coming under threat in the heat of emotion; loyalty and betrayal and, yes, a romance – all the folk dropped together in the midst of the prehistoric jungle don’t quite get along, and even the prospect of getting back home doesn’t pull them together. And if they do get home … then what? The velociraptor is out of the bag, the experiment in time travel has gone beyond the drawing board, and the government is going to be all over it.

Skillful writing, nice characterizations, a really wonderful airship, and some truly awful dinosaurs and people both: well done.

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2 Responses to Prehistoric Clock – Robert Appleton

  1. How do I love thee?
    I actually got to see Walking With Dinosaurs (the live version) and I absolutely chortled to see your included picture. it was the most fun I’ve had (sober) in a long long time and the kids in the audience were only slightly more enraptured then the adults.

    I also know exactly to whom I am jaunting off to recommend this book to.
    Um.

    When do you find time to read this much?!

  2. stewartry says:

    Ha! Thank you, ma’am!

    I have no life. That’s why I read – and I read, therefore I have no life! :P

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