Finished Red Shirts this week. I found the beginning ok; riffing off the idea that a Star Trek-ian universe has fatality-prone redshirts was funny for a few pages, but I found it quickly tedious and wanting. It was a poor man's Galaxy Quest. Then it twisted and went to an unexpected meta place, and that I really liked. Then the story ended with something of a dumb-funny joke. The Codas...the first felt, well, cheap. Isn't it the worst cliche, a writer writing about writing? And it went on. But the second coda was good, and the third was quite touching. A mixed read. The weakest of Scalzi's books; an yet I've heard it's his best selling. For a novella that wrings out everything from a simple concept, I much preferred his God Engines. As a reader, I'm worried Scalzi is leaving his great strengths shown in Old Mans War.