Never start a small project on a Sunday night. They always take more time and cause more hassle than expected.
That was never more the case than when a regular guy from the suburbs made a late trip to the hardware store on a Sunday night and found himself at the center of an inter-planetary war for the soul of the galaxy. They were just three little homeless kids, dirty and and hungry and scared, and he couldn't just leave them on the streets. He had no way of knowing that the youngest of the three was the key to uniting Galactic Christendom and turning back the murderous tide of the galactic war-cult known as the Slaves of the Mad God. He thought taking them in for a night would be a simple little job, and discovered it was only the first step in an adventure bigger than any he had ever imagined.
I've read some of Mollison's pulps, and really enjoyed them. I started this last night, and hated to put it down. It's a fast read, a taste of Star Wars (the real thing, not the Devil Mouse abomination) mixed with a bit of True Lies (I can EASILY see Sigourney Weaver as Kate, with or without Arnie as our protagonist). With the admixture of a true Crusade to restore the rightful Queen to the throne it made fora FUN READ. Only thing that popped out at me was minor; a Cardinal could be named Machiniato, but would not be Machiniato III; a name like that would be reserved for the Pope. Again, a fun read.
With his next release, Jon Mollison returns to the stars with the aptly named Space Princess. In this case, however, the princess is an infant, rescued by a fairly standard American Catholic family and caught up in the political intrigue and space combat that naturally follows. Jon does a neat trick here by making a setting that shares some broad similarities with that of Sudden Rescue - both are interstellar monarchies - but is quite individual at the same time. In fact it reminds me a bit of a lighter and softer Warhammer 40,000, what with all the cathedral- and chapel-shaped ships being used by the Space Catholics (the red crescent fighters and minaret-bedecked capital ships of the Holy Terra-threatening enemy weren't terribly subtle, either). But the best part is the way in which the ordinary family rises to their very un-ordinary circumstances.