Planetside by Michael Mammay

The first in a trilogy by Michael Mammay, Planetside melds the best in the military science fiction tradition with a murder-mystery, and a droll and somewhat jaded perspective of the lead protagonist, in the guise of Col. Carl Butler. Who, with a healthy dose of scepticism, in an action-packed plot infused with plenty of action, gets to the bottom of the odd disappearance of a young lieutenant.

But what should be a simple premise—find out what happened to Lt. Mallot—turns out to be anything but simple, for Butler and his team. And when he doesn’t trust the team he’s been given, any more than the commander of Capa Base, Col. Butler’s job becomes a game of matching wits with those around him. Military personnel who, at best, are either not enthusiastic about helping, or are doing their best to hinder his investigation while hiding secrets of their own.

What Planetside is, at its heart, nestled within a framework of military science fiction, is a multi-layer and very cleverly written mystery. And while Butler delves further into what happened, layer after layer is peeled back to reveal an insidious underbelly of corruption and ambition. Well, we all know about people using the mantra, “I’m doing all this to save humanity,” is a cover for their behaviour usually means they are so focused in their belief, as to forget they are probably selling their soul for a lie.

Which is exactly what we find in this story. Small discrepancies, minor incidents, all begin to add up. And the more he digs, the more everyone stonewalls his investigation. To the point where Butler realises the only way he’s going to get to the truth is to go planetside to confront the problem head-on and, hopefully, in doing so, finally get some answers.

Well, Butler finally gets his answers and, so do we. In a taut twisting build-up, pieces of the jigsaw puzzle slowly fall into place, as we arrive at resolution, I for one, wasn’t expecting, in a truly twisted endgame that well, quite literally, blew Planetside wide apart!

With flowing, easy to read prose, a congenial, well-defined MC, and a twisted plot layered with ruses and complexity, Planetside is one of the best military SF reads I’ve had in a long while. Mammy certainly has all the right credentials to write what is, a thoroughly absorbing mystery built within a futuristic framework, with plenty of nail-biting action as the bullets and rockets explode. Plenty enough to satisfy even the most jaded SF palate.

Dishing It Up …

Following in Davey’s footsteps, I’m adding my answers to his for the, Dish Podcast Quick Fire Quiz. Especially as it’s all about food.

First up:

What is your favourite way to eat eggs?
I so want to just snip, “On a plate,” but will add the sensible response: scrambled … soft scrambled, as in, not over cooked.

Favourite sandwich filling?
I love me a good Rueben but also, who doesn’t love a Monte Cristo (which is an American version of a croque monsieur.) But, to be honest, these days, I love me a well done croque madame. Go on, look it up.

Favourite way to have potatoes?
There are so many ways to cook and or use potatoes, but my all time fav? Has got to be my mum’s roast potatoes done with lots of duck fat (or what’s available, bacon anyone?) 

Best thing to put on toast?
Butter. Plain and simple. A slice of good quality artisanal bread, lightly toasted, smothered in freshly churned farm butter. And now, I’m salivating …

Favourite herb?
Oregano. As I love me a good Italian, and who doesn’t, just a whiff of oregano makes my mouth water in anticipation of eating a rich hearty spaghetti Bolognese, or ragu and pasta.

Favourite type of pasta?
I love them all. They all have their place in any good Italian dish. But if push comes to shove, then I’ll vote spaghettini. 

Favourite kitchen utensil?
A simple wooden spoon. I have 5 but use mostly my favourite one, you know, because …

Favourite Crisp?
Gotta be Smith’s crisps with the small packet of blue paper salt you used to shake onto the crisps.

Favourite Chocolate bar?
Hmm … tricky. I use to love me a good Galaxy bar back in the day, but now? I haven’t tasted a good piece of chocolate in decades. Though my heart still loves a Cadbury’s Flake.

Favourite Sunday Roast?
What? I can only pick one? You’re kidding, right? If you’re backing me into a corner and forcing me to choose, I’d have to go with my mother’s traditional Sunday roast, and her favourite, lamb! 

Now go on, go and answer these questions on your own blog, and get us all salivating at what tasty treats you like to eat.


Community Echoes:

In The Dark Spaces by Cally Black

In The Dark Spaces by Cally Black, is a totally immersive sci-fi adventure shaded with dark overtones. In some respects it’s also a fast paced, heart-pounding, cannot put it down thriller. And let me be the first to say, the pacing is enough to give you lactic acid build up in your muscles just sitting on the couch, reading this one. In The Dark Spaces is so well paced with each chapter smoothly flowing into the next, so that the story just sucks you along for the ride. I simply couldn’t put this one down.

Short, sharp, event-filled chapters detail the almost none stop action as our erstwhile hero, 14 year old Tamara (Weku) an illegal stowaway aboard the ill-fated deep space hauler, Jolene, is witness to untold horrors. A Crow-like alien race attacks the freighter killing everyone aboard, except that is, Tamara and her tiny cousin, Gub. Tamara finds herself trapped in the freighter’s stores when the attack first starts, but manages to work her way back through the ship, inside the walls, unseen. A place she knows well, as they have been her hiding places for her entire short life. A life that means nothing to the freighter’s crew and owners, if they were to catch her.

It’s not the crew who catch her, though, when making her way to the kitchens to find her aunt—a cook aboard the freighter—and upon finding her dead, hides in a pantry with the defenceless Gub. But the violent enemy are going room by room, floor by floor, killing all the crew. Tamara, use to thinking on her feet to avoid encounters with the crew, has to do something. Something to distract these strange thin black aliens garbed in shiny black armour, and draw them away from the only living family she has left in a seemingly cold hearted universe. Gub. And herein lives the heart and soul of this story, just what is Tamara willing to do in order not only to save her own life, but that of a baby, to make it out alive.

Everything, is the answer.

It is astounding what the author, Cally Black, puts Tamara through. The decisions this young teenager has to make, never mind the bitter, heartbreak choices she’s presented with at each step along the way. Decisions that would break even the best of us. But plausibly, and with so much turmoil and heart, Black shows us just how Tamara not only survives, but starts to bond with her captors in ways only someone so innocent could. With her heart in the right place.

It’s through this focus on her survival, that we get to know more about both Tamara’s world and that of the Crow People, the Garuwa. And Tamara’s place within the troop that has, in effect, kidnapped her—and no spoilers here on just how she manages to do that, it’s so damn clever. We get to know the enigmatic leader, Tootoopne, to individual members of the squad, Wooloo and Tweetoo who in turn slowly bond with Tamara too.

This is no easy read, it was, for me, at least, heart-wrenching in places, so much so that I found myself shedding a tear or two. This is a story that goes right for the emotional jugular and never lets up. It’s tough, brutal, heartbreak, heart—warming, uplifting, and at times, will break you into little pieces. Yet … yet at the same time, we slowly see the bonds of family and friendship, we see the hope breaking through and, in the end, a way is found for an uneasy truce to be forged between Garuwa and humans.

This is a powerful read, and testament to the author that she not only threaded the needle but made it all work in such a way as to leave a reader wrecked by the end—but in a good way.

If you are looking for outstanding world building, a character with such heart she will bleed you dry, snappy dialogue, and secondary characters that reach out to you from the page, then I suggest you grab yourself a copy of In The Dark Spaces, and be prepared for one hell of a read!

The Sweetness At The Bottom Of The Pie by Alan Bradley

The central focus of this novel is the character of Flavia de Luce, the 11 year-old phenom who narrates and carries the entire weight of this suspense-mystery novel. And she does it admirably, or, I should say, the author has created a character so well defined, so well fleshed out, with an array of quirks and foibles that, as a character, gives her such great depth. Quite something for a middle-aged male author to achieve. He’s made it so that Flavia de Luce is not only believable, she feels as real as any of my nieces … if they had lived in the 1950s, that is.

Flavia de Luce jumps straight out at you, grabs you by the arm, and starts talking to you as if you were a co-conspirator in her life and the unfolding mystery that lands on her doorstep — literally. Her thoughts are effervescent bubbles that pop to the surface, one after another, in a constant stream, bringing to life the action, the scenery and the characters that populate The Sweetness At The Bottom Of The Pie. And, through her, her thoughts and actions, the whole story comes brimming to life with the kind of detail that is also, at times, laugh out loud funny.

There is a great deal of astute and observational humour in this novel, that had me laughing, smirking, and nodding my head with a smile. I felt transported back to another time, and got lost in a 50s English countryside that felt, well, almost familiar to me. The places and setting were all lovingly described, and given their own little quirks as was Buckshaw, the de Luce’s country estate. Each as much a minor character in the story, as were the supporting characters themselves, who added just enough to carry the plot along at a delightful, slow-burn.

This is not a fast-paced, action-packed story, but a gentle bicycle ride through the winding back roads of Village life, its pace and setting reminiscent of a really good Agatha Christie novel. It’s all about the build up, about finding and fitting together the clues. Looking at suspects, making deductions and following ideas and inspiration in the way you imagine a young Sherlock Holmes might do.

This is most definitely Flavia de Luce’s story, and the other characters, including her immediate family, are there in support, and, as such, are not as fully defined in nature. But that isn’t to say they are paper thin, on the contrary, they all pop off the page with their own set of quirks and foibles — from the two older sisters Ophelia and Daphne, to her recluse stamp-collecting father, and his faithful servant and friend, Dogger.

Alan Bradley has created a richly detailed world that feels like it should exist, somewhere within the folds of the English countryside. Not only that, he’s populated a string of villages and homes with just the kind of characters you come to expect, if you’ve read a good Agatha Christie novel. And more, he’s made them all quite unique to this little corner of the world. A world that I’ve fallen in love with, along with the delightful Flavia de Luce and her family. I’m looking forward to seeing what other mysteries and murders Flavia will get involved in, and solve.

Welcome to the world of an 11 year-old Miss Marple, armed with a bicycle named Gladys.

Junited 2026

June starts today which means, Robert Birming’s #Junited begins anew, and a chance for us all to share a little love around the community. As Robert says:

Junited is a little blog-loving adventure where the blogging community gets together to share posts they enjoy and discover new bloggers along the way 

So don’t miss out on the love, and don’t be shy about sharing those links to posts you’ve enjoyed reading and more, some of your favourite blogs as well. Check out Bstn and Olly’s posts.

Don’t forget, if you’re posting on social media, be sure to use the hashtag #Junited2026.