sovay: (Lord Peter Wimsey)
sovay ([personal profile] sovay) wrote2016-09-22 12:29 am

Holy water has nothing on this

Life is unfair when you find a shelf in a used book store containing six novels by Alistair MacLean and not one of them is The Guns of Navarone (1957).

(I got HMS Ulysses (1955). About seven years ago I was trying to write a story that included a fictitious WWII Arctic convoy, so if nothing else I can count it as someday research; also, it looked good. But still.)

[identity profile] desperance.livejournal.com 2016-09-22 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
I think I rated HMS Ulysses quite highly, back when I was an Alistair MacLean fan. (It may have been his first book, and based on his own experiences? Something like that. But I have a fondness for naval stories anyway. Anything with a boat in it, basically.)

[identity profile] desperance.livejournal.com 2016-09-22 04:28 pm (UTC)(link)
I read so much Hammond Innes as a teenager. And, um, possibly none since? That may just have been accessibility, because he used to be everywhere and then he died and then he kind of vanished.
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[personal profile] pameladean 2016-09-23 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
I read most of my Alastair MacLean to pieces in my teens and twenties. I recall HMS Ulysses as being different from the rest, but it was one of my favorites. I still retain a vast fondness for The Secret Ways -- something about the wintry setting without the stark terror of Ice Station Zebra, and some Hungarian characters who are probably all stereotypes, but I had never encountered them before.

I hope a copy of The Guns of Navarone will befall you soon.

P.