I'm running low on books to read - my library was in the process of moving to a new building, so there were no book sales to be had for a long time while they got everything sorted out, so I'm down to books that don't particularly thrill me. But faced with flying on a plane all day today, I tried a Doctor Who novel, Sometime Never..., by Justin Richards (uh, no relation). It featured the Eighth Doctor and two companions I've never heard of, and while the bits with the Doctor were interesting, the plot itself wasn't all that thrilling, dealing with assembling a crystalized skeleton that I was disappointed didn't have anything to to do with the Fendahl. And there was a villain, Sabbath, who's apparently some sort of repeat enemy to the Eighth Doctor, but as this is the first book with the Eighth Doctor I've read it meant nothing to me.
Now I have a choice to make: read a novel that's #3 in a five-book series (as it turns out), or borrow a novel I bought for my son written by the lead singer of a band he likes. I might give that one a try - at least it'll be something different.
Johnathan