The Sleep of Reason, by Martin Day

Second paragraph of third chapter:

Dark clouds are gathering – both literal and, if I might be permitted so fanciful a notion, symbolic – and I do not happily watch them as they form.

One of the last of the Eighth Doctor Adventures, seems to have got rave reviews from a lot of people though I am with who warned me last year that it is alright but not stellar. The Doctor is involved with two different timelines in the same mental hospital, in one of which he is ostensibly a mysterious patient called Smith. Supporting character Laska is nicely done, though at the expense of regulars Fitz and particularly Trix.

Tempest, by Christopher Bulis

Second paragraph of third chapter:

The mainline trains typically comprise fifteen or sixteen large double-decked cars, linked by spherical airlock coupler modules. They’re built more like ground-level spacecraft – not surprising since they have to function in total isolation from Tempest’s poisonous atmosphere for several days at a time, recycling their air and water.

A Bernice Summerfield novel in which she is dragged into investigating a crime committed on a train circling a storm-tossed planet. Not brilliant – some rather sexist elements in the subplots, and I feel the formula of Bernice Summerfield Ace Detective has been done better elsewhere.