I have been reading the Pip & Flinx adventures by Alan Dean Foster since I entered my teen years. I have grown up with these characters, and they have grown too. In this second to last Flinx & Pip adventure, Flinx flees to an out-of-the-way place in search of his biological paternal parent. If you have read the previous books, you know Flinx has longed for decades to figure this one out.
I return to A D Foster books like Southwesterners flock to green chile for comfort food. His writing is straight forward, easy to grasp. The alien world and biology building that he does never ceases to entertain. Flinx is a gawky guy unsure of his place in the universe and often displaying awkwardness in social situations. I can relate. His connection to his pet flying snake Pip is stronger than with nearly any human; I can also relate to this.
In this book, Flinx finds another little part of himself, defeats some bad guys, and has his ass saved by Pip once again. It was a satisfying story.
