So, phew. It took me a while to get through this one. I found it very messy, especially at the beginning. It was as if Cokinos couldn't decide what kind of book he wanted to write. Would it be a scientifically-minded work? Would it be a memoir? Would it be historical? It turns out it's kind of the worst of all of those things, put together in a rather slapdash fashion.

That makes little sense to me, since he has apparently been gathering material for at least a decade. To give him his due, he did point out in his introduction that the book wasn't going to be your standard, run-of-the-mill work on meteorites. He just thought the book was more cohesive than it actually is. ( )

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