Star Trek (The Next Generation) – Chains of Command

I admit that I completed it in bits and pieces. Not only my laxity, but the utter “clichéd-ness” of ‘Star Trek (Next Generation) – Chains of Command’, was at play. Having read countless of such Star Trek books with similar premises, I must say it was quite boring. Even the fight sequences were few and far between.

I have been busy for the last couple of days, so I haven’t been able to boast for myself a major feat in the annals of reading- what I have accomplished is the completion of ‘Chains of Command’ by Bill McCay and Eloise Flood, and that too grudgingly.

Bird like aliens haven’t held my fancy, be it in one of the Gulliver’s travels or for that matter Star Trek. And the one that unleashes a deadly bout of repugnant pheromone when cornered fails to stir an enthusiastic response from my dormant brain. One more time, Captain Picard is kidnapped. One more time, life of Counselor Troi is held at ransom. And it’s upto Commander Riker to save them. The plot lacks innovativeness. The only original thing that the writers have managed to come up with is a couple of lusty and sex-depraved hoodlums sprinkled copiously in the background who ogle quite openly at the beautiful ladies from the sky.

Though, I must say, I am being too critical of the book. If it is your first ride down the bandwagon called Starship U.S.S. Enterprise, you would indeed love it.

Though of course, I lack the necessary inspiration to further critique this book simply because my interest in this yawn-worthy book has dissipated.