Steampunk Adventure, in a Dystopian London, and a World Reduced back to Victorian Age Technology.
The world is suddenly bereft of electrical technology, due to a mistake that releases a plastic eating virus that destroys almost all modern gadgets. Steam engines and dirigibles replace modern cars and jet aeroplanes, and London consists of many crumbling buildings, but with many of the older buildings remarkably intact and looming out of the swirling smog and mist. It is also a semi war zone as occupying American troops battle with rebel Brtish elements still intent on resisting them. In all of this chaos, a population of civillians manages to flourish, and Victorian type pubs and fashions abound, overshadowed by the sinister airships flying overhead in the misty skies. Open air markets, and seedy taverns, team with characters who could be straight out of a typical Dickens novel. Prostitution, drug dealing, and murky business ventures flourish alongside more reputable business activities, as some people try to live honest lives. It is within this seething chaos, that Harry Lampeter, a James Bond type character of a Steampunk world, pursues his activities as a secret agent of the British monarchy and the government. Like the redoubtable secret agent of the twentieth century, he is not averse to combining business with pleasure, and he bounces from one lady to another, not always bothering with a bed, whilst he completes his assignments, in his own unique and unorthodox manner. He is also an amateur pilot and an aeronaut and has friends and contacts in the grimy underworld who are experts at neferious tasks that he can't do himself. The story is action packed, with scenes of Victorian style battles but also danger for him as he cannot be certain who can be trusted not to mislead him. The strange contraptions in the story are as well described as the multitude of characters, and the pretty ladies. Airships and biplanes are described with a realistic and living detail, and one can almost feel the cold air streaming past your face as the aerial scenes are described. As in any good thriller, there are some interesting devices, like an electrostatic generator, in a brass and wooden container, used to power a distinctly modern weapon, with devastating effect.
This is pure Steampunk, with a distinctly Victorian atmosphere, and there are no dragons or magicians with improbable magic powers, but down to earth characters and machines who could inhabit the world, if ever such a disaster really occurred. A truly rollicking adventure, where the mist and the smog of London seems to rise out of the page that you are reading, and one can almost hear the laughter and the chatter of the characters in the taverns, as well as the sputtering of the engines that turn the propellers of the airships flying overhead. Despite its cruelty and unpleasantness, I miss the world described in this book, and I hope this is the first in a long series of books still to come.