Sandworms of Dune

Sandworms of Dune

by Brian Herbert, Kevin J. Anderson

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Overview

At the end of Frank Herbert's final novel, Chapterhouse: Dune, a ship carrying a crew of refugees escapes into the uncharted galaxy, fleeing from a terrifying, mysterious Enemy. The fugitives used genetic technology to revive key figures from Dune's past--including Paul Muad'Dib and Lady Jessica--to use their special talents to meet the challenges thrown at them.

Based directly on Frank Herbert's final outline, which lay hidden in two safe-deposit boxes for a decade, Sandworms of Dune will answer the urgent questions Dune fans have been debating for two decades: the origin of the Honored Matres, the tantalizing future of the planet Arrakis, the final revelation of the Kwisatz Haderach, and the resolution to the war between Man and Machine. This breathtaking new novel in Frank Herbert's Dune series has enough surprises and plot twists to please even the most demanding reader.


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Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781429917964
Publisher: Tom Doherty Associates
Publication date: 08/07/2007
Series: Dune , #2
Sold by: Macmillan
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 496
Sales rank: 110,285
File size: 606 KB

About the Author

Brian Herbert, the author of numerous novels and short stories, has been critically acclaimed by leading reviewers in the United States and around the world. The eldest son of science fiction superstar Frank Herbert, he, with Kevin J. Anderson, is the author of Hellhole and continues his father's beloved Dune series with books including The Winds of Dune, House Atreides, among other bestsellers. He also wrote a biography of his father, Dreamer of Dune. Herbert graduated from high school at age 16, and then attended U.C. Berkeley, where he earned a B.A. in Sociology. Besides an author, Herbert has been an editor, business manager, board game inventor, creative consultant for television and collectible card games, insurance agent, award-winning encyclopedia salesman, waiter, busboy, maid and a printer. He and his wife once owned a double-decker London bus, which they converted into an unusual gift shop. Herbert and his wife, Jan, have three daughters. They live in Washington state.


Brian Herbert, the author of numerous novels and short stories, has been critically acclaimed by leading reviewers in the United States and around the world. The eldest son of celebrated science fiction author Frank Herbert, he, with Kevin J. Anderson, is the author of Hellhole and continues his father’s beloved Dune series with books including The Winds of Dune, House Atreides, Sandworms of Dune, among other bestsellers. He also wrote a biography of his father, Dreamer of Dune. Herbert graduated from high school at age 16, and then attended U.C. Berkeley, where he earned a B.A. in Sociology. Besides an author, Herbert has been an editor, business manager, board game inventor, creative consultant for television and collectible card games, insurance agent, award-winning encyclopedia salesman, waiter, busboy, maid and a printer. He and his wife once owned a double-decker London bus, which they converted into an unusual gift shop. Herbert and his wife, Jan, have three daughters. They live in Washington State.

More than two dozen of Kevin J. Anderson's novels have appeared on national bestseller lists; and he has over eleven million books in print worldwide. His works have been translated into over 22 languages including German, Japanese, Spanish, Chinese, Korean and Hebrew.

For a book signing during the promotional tour for his comedy/adventure novel AI! PEDRITO!, Anderson broke the Guinness World Record for "Largest Single-Author Signing," passing the previous records set by Gen. Colin Powell and Howard Stern.

Kevin worked in California for twelve years as a technical writer and editor at the Lawrence Livermore National Laboratory, one of the nation's largest research facilities. At the Livermore Lab, he met his wife Rebecca Moesta and also his frequent co-author, Doug Beason. After he had published ten of his own science fiction novels to wide critical acclaim, he came to the attention of Lucasfilm, and was offered the chance to write Star Wars novels.

The novels in his Star Wars Jedi Academy trilogy became the three top-selling science fiction novels of 1994. He has also completed numerous other projects for Lucasfilm, including the 14 volumes in The New York Times bestselling Young Jedi Knights series (co-written with his wife Rebecca Moesta). His three original Star Wars anthologies are the bestselling SF anthologies of all time.

Kevin is also the author of three hardcover novels based on the X-Files; all three became international bestsellers, the first of which reached #1 on the London Sunday Times bestseller list. Ground Zero was voted "Best Science Fiction Novel of 1995" by the readers of SFX magazine. Ruins hit The New York Times bestseller list, the first X-Files novel ever to do so, and was voted "Best Science Fiction Novel of 1996."

Kevin's thriller Ignition, written with Doug Beason, has sold to Universal Studios as a major motion picture. Anderson and Beason's novels have been nominated for the Nebula Award and the American Physics Society's "Forum" award. Their other novels include Virtual Destruction, Fallout, and Ill Wind, which has been optioned by ABC TV for a television movie or miniseries. His collaborative works include ARTIFACT (Forge Books; May 2003), a thriller written with F. Paul Wilson, Janet Berliner, and Mathew Costello; and DUNE: THE BATTLE OF CORRIN (Tor Books; August 2004) written with Brian Herbert, Book 3 of their acclaimed Legends of Dune trilogy, and the sequel to the bestsellers DUNE: THE BUTLERIAN JIHAD and DUNE: THE MACHINE CRUSADE.

Kevin's solo work has garnered wide critical acclaim; for example, Climbing Olympus was voted the best paperback SF novel of 1995 by Locus Magazine, Resurrection, Inc., was nominated for the Bram Stoker Award, and his novel Blindfold was a 1996 preliminary Nebula nominee. Anderson has written numerous bestselling comics, including Star Wars and Predator titles for Dark Horse, and X-Files for Topps.

Kevin's research has taken him to the top of Mount Whitney and the bottom of the Grand Canyon, inside the Cheyenne Mountain NORAD complex, into the Andes Mountains and the Amazon River, inside a Minuteman III missile silo and its underground control bunker, and onto the deck of the aircraft carrier Nimitz, inside NASA's Vehicle Assembly Building at Cape Canaveral. He's also been on the floor of the Pacific Stock Exchange, inside a plutonium plant at Los Alamos, behind the scenes at FBI Headquarters in Washington, DC, and out on an Atlas-E rocket launchpad. He also, occasionally, stays home and writes. Kevin and his wife, writer Rebecca Moesta, live in Colorado.

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Sandworms of Dune


By Herbert, Brian

Tor Books

Copyright © 2007 Herbert, Brian
All right reserved.

ISBN: 9780765312938

Chapter One So many people I knew in the past are not yet reborn. I still miss them, even though I do not remember them. The axlotl tanks will soon remedy that. —Lady Jessica,  The Ghola Aboard the wandering no-ship Ithaca, Jessica witnessed the birth of her daughter, but only as an observer. Just fourteen years old, she and many others crowded the medical center, while two Bene Gesserit Suk doctors in the adjacent creche prepared to extract the tiny girl child from an axlotl tank. “Alia,” one of the female doctors murmured. This was not truly Jessica’s daughter, but a ghola grown from preserved cells. None of the young gholas on the no-ship were “themselves” yet. They had regained none of their memories, none of their pasts. Something tried to surface at the back of her mind, and though she worried at it like a loose tooth, Jessica could not remember the first time Alia had been born. In the archives, she had read and reread the legendary accounts generated by Muad’Dib’s biographers. But she couldn’t remember. All she had were images from her studies: A dry and dusty sietch on Arrakis, surrounded by Fremen. Jessica and her son Paul had been on the run, taken in by the desert tribe. Duke Leto was dead,murdered by Harkonnens. Pregnant, Jessica had drunk the Water of Life, forever changing the fetus inside her. From the moment of her birth, the original Alia had been different from all other babies, filled with ancient wisdom and madness, able to tap into Other Memory without having gone through the Spice Agony. Abomination! That had been another Alia. Another time and another way. Now Jessica stood beside her ghola “son” Paul, who was chronologically a year older than she. Paul waited with his beloved Fremen mate Chani and the nine-year-old ghola of a boy who had in turn been their son, Leto II. In a prior shuffle of lives, this had been Jessica’s family. The Bene Gesserit order had resurrected these figures from history to help fight against the terrible Outside Enemy that hunted them.
They had Thufir Hawat, the planetologist Liet-Kynes, the Fremen leader Stilgar, and even the notorious Dr. Yueh. Now, after almost a decade of hiatus in the ghola program, Alia had joined the group. Others would come soon; the three remaining axlotl tanks were already pregnant with new children: Gurney Halleck, Serena Butler, Xavier Harkonnen. Duncan Idaho gave Jessica a quizzical look. Eternal Duncan, with all of his memories restored from all of his prior lives . . . She wondered what he thought of this new ghola baby, a bubble of the past rising up to the present. Long ago, the first ghola of Duncan had been Alia’s consort. . . .    Concealing his age well, Duncan was a full-grown man with dark wiry hair. He looked exactly like the hero shown in so many archival records, from the time of Muad’Dib, through the God Emperor’s thirty-five-century reign, to now, another fifteen centuries later. Breathless and late, the old Rabbi bustled into the birthing chamber accompanied by twelve-year-old Wellington Yueh. Young Yueh’s forehead did not bear the diamond tattoo of the famous Suk School. The bearded Rabbi seemed to think he could save the gangly young man from repeating the terrible crimes he had committed in his prior life. At the moment the Rabbi looked angry, as he invariably did whenever he came near the axlotl tanks. Since the Bene Gesserit doctors ignored him, the old man vented his displeasure on Sheeana. “After years of sanity, you have done it again! When will you learn to stop taunting God?” After receiving an ominous prescient dream, Sheeana had declared a temporary moratorium on the ghola project that had been her passion from its inception. But their recent ordeal on the planet of the Handlers and their near capture by the Enemy hunters had forced Sheeana to reassess that decision. The wealth of historical and tactical experience the reawakened gholas could offer might be the greatest weapon the no-ship possessed. Sheeana had decided to take the risk. Perhaps we will be saved by Alia one day, Jessica thought. Or by one of the other gholas . . .  Tempting fate, Sheeana had performed an experiment on this unborn ghola in an effort to make it more like the Alia. Estimating the point in the pregnancy when the original Jessica had consumed the Water of Life, Sheeana had instructed Bene Gesserit Suk doctors to flood the axlotl tank with a near-fatal spice overdose. Saturating the fetus. Trying to re-create an Abomination. Jessica had been horrified to learn of it—too late, when she could do nothing about it. How would the spice affect that innocent baby? A melange overdose was different from undergoing the Agony. One of the Suk doctors told the Rabbi to stay out of the birthing creche.
Scowling, the old man held up a trembling hand, as if making a blessing on the pale flesh of the axlotl tank. “You witches think these tanks are no longer women, no longer human—but this is still Rebecca. She remains a child of my flock.” “Rebecca fulfilled a vital need.” Sheeana said. “All of the volunteers knew exactly what they were doing. She accepted her responsibility. Why can’t you?” The Rabbi turned in exasperation toward the young man at his side. “Speak to them, Yueh. Maybe they will listen to you.” Jessica thought the sallow young ghola seemed more intrigued than incensed about the tanks. “As a Suk doctor,” he said, “I delivered many children. But never like this. At least I don’t think so. With my ghola memories still locked away, I get confused sometimes.” “And Rebecca is human—not just some biological machine to produce melange and a brood of gholas. You have to see that.” The Rabbi’s voice grew in volume. Yueh shrugged. “Because I was born in the same fashion, I cannot be entirely objective. If my memories were restored, maybe I’d agree with you.” “You don’t need original memories to think! You can think, can’t you?” “The baby is ready,” one of the doctors interrupted. “We must decant it now.” She turned impatiently to the Rabbi. “Let us do our work—or the tank could be harmed as well.” With a sound of disgust, the Rabbi shouldered his way from the birthing creche. Yueh remained behind, continuing to watch. One of the Suk women tied off the umbilical cord from the fleshy tank. Her shorter colleague cut the purplish-red whip; then she wiped off the slick infant and lifted little Alia into the air. The child let out a loud and immediate cry, as if she had been impatient to be born. Jessica sighed in relief at the healthy sound, which told her the girl was not an Abomination this time. The original newborn Alia had purportedly looked upon the world with the eyes and intelligence of a full adult. This baby’s crying sounded normal. But it stopped abruptly. While one doctor tended the now-sagging axlotl tank, the other dried the infant and wrapped her in a blanket. Unable to help feeling a tug at her heart, Jessica wanted to reach out and hold the baby, but resisted the urge. Would Alia suddenly start speaking, uttering voices from Other Memory? Instead, the baby looked around the medical center, without seeming to focus. Others would care for Alia, not unlike the way Bene Gesserit sisters took baby girls under their collective wing. The first Jessica, born under the close scrutiny of breeding mistresses, had never known a mother in the traditional sense. Nor would this Jessica, nor Alia, nor any of the other experimental ghola babies. The new daughter would be raised communally in an improvised society, more an object of scientific curiosity than love. “What an odd family we all are,” Jessica whispered. Humans are never capable of complete accuracy. Despite all the knowledge and experiences we have absorbed from countless Face Dancer “ambassadors,” we are left with a confused picture. Nonetheless, the flawed accounts of human history provide amusing insights into the delusions of mankind. —Erasmus, Records and Analyses, Backup #242 In spite of a decades-long effort, the thinking machines had not yet captured the no-ship and its precious cargo. That did not, however, stop the computer evermind from launching his vast extermination fleet against the rest of humanity. Duncan Idaho continued to elude Omnius and Erasmus, who repeatedly cast their sparkling tachyon net into the nothingness, searching for their quarry.
The no-ship’s veiling capability normally prevented it from being seen, but from time to time the pursuers caught glimpses, as of something concealed behind shrubbery. At first the hunt had been a challenge, but now the evermind was growing frustrated. “You have lost the ship again,” Omnius boomed through wall speakers in the central, cathedral-like chamber in the technological metropolis of Synchrony. “Inaccurate. I must first find it before I can lose it.” Erasmus tried to sound carefree as he shifted his flowmetal skin, reverting from his guise as a kindly old woman to the more familiar appearance of a platinum-surfaced robot. Like overarching tree trunks, metal spires towered above Erasmus to form a vaulted dome within the machine cathedral. Photons glittered from the activated skins of the pillars, bathing his new laboratory in light. He had even installed a glowing fountain that bubbled with lava—a useless decoration, but the robot often indulged his carefully cultivated artistic sensibilities. “Do not be impatient. Remember the mathematical projections. Everything is nicely predetermined.” “Your mathematical projections could be myths, like any prophecy. How do I know they are correct?” “Because I have said they are correct.” With the launch of the machine fleet, the long-foretold Kralizec had begun, at last. Kralizec . . . Armageddon . . . the Battle at the End of the Universe . . . Ragnarok . . . Azrafel . . . the End Times . . . the Cloud Darkness. It was a time of fundamental change, of the entire universe shifting on its cosmic axis. Human legends had predicted such a cataclysmic event since the dawn of civilization. Indeed, they had already been through several iterations of similar cataclysms: the Butlerian Jihad itself, the jihad of Paul Muad’Dib, the reign of the Tyrant Leto II. By manipulating computer projections, and thus creating expectations in the mind of Omnius, Erasmus had succeeded in initiating the events that would bring about another fundamental shift. Prophecy and reality—the order of things really didn’t matter. Like an arrow, all of Erasmus’s infinitely complex calculations, running trillions of data points through the most sophisticated routines, pointed to one result: The final Kwisatz Haderach—whoever that was—would determine the course of events at the end of Kralizec. The projection also revealed that the Kwisatz Haderach was on the no-ship, so Omnius naturally wanted such a force fighting on his side. Ergo, the thinking machines needed to capture that ship. The first to exert control over the final Kwisatz Haderach would win. Erasmus didn’t fully understand exactly what the superhuman might do when he was located and seized. Though the robot was a longtime student of mankind, he was still a thinking machine, while the Kwisatz Haderach was not. The new Face Dancers, who had long infiltrated humanity and brought vital information back to the Synchronized Empire, fell somewhere in between, like hybrid biological machines.
He and Omnius had both absorbed so many of the lives stolen by the Face Dancers that sometimes they forgot who they were. The original Tleilaxu Masters had not foreseen the significance of what they had helped create. The independent robot knew he still had to keep Omnius under control, though. “We have time. You have a galaxy to conquer before we need the Kwisatz Haderach aboard that ship.” “I am glad I did not wait for you to succeed.” For centuries Omnius had been building his invincible force. Using traditional but supremely efficient lightspeed engines, the millions and millions of machine vessels now swept forward and spread out, conquering one star system at a time. The evermind could have made use of the surrogate mathematical navigation systems, which his Face Dancers had “given” to the Spacing Guild, but one element of the Holtzman technology simply remained too incomprehensible. Something indefinably human was required to travel through foldspace, an intangible “leap of faith.” The evermind would never admit that the bizarre technology actually made him . . . nervous. Copyright © 2007 by Herbert Properties LLC. All rights reserved. 
 

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Sandworms of Dune (Dune 7 Series #2) 3.7 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 71 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
In Sandworms Brian and Kevin finally succeeded in destroying a man¿s greatest legacy to Science Fiction Literature. One of the main things I always enjoyed about Frank Herbert¿s novels, was the ability of formation of the mind as a separate entity capable of many things, the evolution of mind over matter, without the reliance of other things. Of course one of Herbert¿s main points as well as dilemmas was the trade off of reliance on one thing 'machines' to another 'the spice', in essence the trade off of one addiction for another without getting to the root of the problem. Now while I do believe after finally finishing the last in the Dune Series of novels that indeed an outline did exist for future work, I do also believe that the authors took many liberties with this book including in pulling a lot of it out of thin air. The reason I believe this is the revelation of Duncan Idaho, I have always questioned why he was always a constant in all of the six original novels, that there was something indeed special about him, something more than him than just have fanatical loyalty and devotion to all Atreides he served. Also the question of perhaps machines possibly returning did cross my mind with not only Leto¿s withholding of the spice, but also he himself destroy any Mentat¿s he knew about or of in fact he destroyed many Idaho¿s for this very reason of the Bene Thilex creating gholas with mentant powers. There was a reason for this one that was never answered in the original novels. Also, the face dancers as well they had become so good that even the Bene Gesserit couldn¿t really detect them any longer, why because they had evolved as well had become more human to the point they believed they were indeed the person they were to impersonate. However, this is where the ¿outline¿ of Herbert¿s greatest work ends and the tragedy begins. First off the Atreides were special individuals with abilities once combined with the Harkonnen¿s that made them what they were, to take away from the greatness of Paul who could see what others could not see and his son the God Emperor who could see all but said nothing and accepted the sacrifice oh behalf of humanity, belittles this man¿s work. The true objective of the original novels was to teach the consequences on the reliance on any substance be it organic or synthetic and that in trading one for another they had truly learned nothing even 15,000 years later. To bring back fairytale endings of all the original characters being brought back to life, Paul, Alia, Jessica, Leto I, Leto II, Liet-Kynes, Dr. Yueh, and Stilgar is bringing a Hollywood story where the good guys win in the end which isn¿t the purpose of the books at all. As for Duncan being the true Kwistaz Hadarach in any of the novels he never displayed any supernatural powers at all with the exception of his fanatical loyalty and the importance of his genes that not even the Bene Gesserit seemed with all of the prescience seemed to grasp. It was not only disappointing for them to have brought back Erasmus and Ominus but to have Erasmus turn into something not only human but understanding and then merging with Duncan Idaho to give to him the power of the Kwistaz Haderach the one who could be many places at once because he was now a machine with a HUMAN MIND. You can only fill so much into a shot glass before something spills out and this was a flood of too many characters, too many inconsistencies and too much of a disappointment of fans who loved, lived and shared these novels with others. If you don¿t want to get angry read this novel if you must with a grain of salt or try to look at it as a car wreck that you don¿t want to look at but can¿t help staring at as you drive by ¿
LisaJYarde More than 1 year ago
Reading this book was like coming home to a friend I didn't even know I'd missed. I fell under the spell of the six original Dune books as a teenager, read two of the prequel books in adulthood. For anyone familiar with the Dune universe, there is a very familiar feel to this book, with integral characters. Yet, several things are different enough to hold a reader's interest. I kept reminding myself to pace, to go to sleep, so I could savor the next chapter, but it was hard to do.
Guest More than 1 year ago
As an avid Dune reader from the Frank Herbert days, I looked forward to the 'conclusion' of the saga. These last 2 books are supposedly based on the master's notes, found long after his death. While I can stretch my imagination to believe that Frank Herbert conceived of this basic storyline, I found the books themselves to be predictable and shallow. The earlier attempts at bringing life to the Dune world were quite good - but they were investigating the past. In looking forward along the original Dune timeline, the authors have failed to live up to the incredible tale that is the original series. Where God Emperor, Chapterhouse and Heretics succeeded in painting a grand universe filled with an infinite variety of mystery and color, these 2 final books shrink it down to something simple and mundane.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I've read every one of the Dune books several time since the early 80's and while this isn't Franks writing of Dune,it's his sons....and I loved it...couldnt put it down.Normally takes me 3 weeks for a hardcover...took 5 days.Honestly it's the end many people thought it would be...before Brian ever started writing Dune books. If you want 'old school' sci-fi go else where.If your tastes have matured with the years you'll enjoy it.
Anonymous 11 months ago
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great book!
FicusFan on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
This is the second 'final book' (# 7B) in the original Dune series. I would probably not have picked it up, but my RL book group picked the first 'final book' (#7A) Hunters of Dune . I am a completist and I just couldn't read only half the ending. I was also surprised that I didn't hate book 1, and that their writing had improved. Still not in Frank's league, but better.Supposedly Frank left the outline and these jokers 'filled it in'.This book still has the No-Ship and its inhabitants fleeing from the invisible great Enemy that the Honored Matres lead back to the old empire when they came running back from the scattering. On the ship are Duncan Idaho and the last group of conservative Bene Gesserits, a group of Jews (?) and the last Tleilaxu master, Scytale. He has a capsule of cells and from them they make Gholas. They start resurrecting many of the old characters from 1000s of years ago (first books). That intrigued me, because I am a sucker for the original characters.Unfortunately, they do nothing with the characters for hundreds of pages. They pop in an out of different places and planets, having adventures, but nothing to advance the story. Most of the book was a slog (another 500+ pager) and it took me 12 days to read it. I just couldn't pick it up a lot of the time.The book did pick up starting around page 300. They started to deal with the battle at the end of time with the Enemy. I liked how they wrapped it up. I was happy for the good things that happened to the characters, and sad for the bad things.
DrShitan on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Not as bad as I tought it was gonna be, but not nearly as good and well written as Frank Herbert's novels.The plot seems a bit exagerated. In various moments it feels like they're trying to reach the same level of depth and complexity than the original novels, but overall it's not well balanced.But in the end, i think that the story flows quite well and it did kept me wanting to know what was gonna happen next. It's also good to revisit this universe and it's charachters,...more Not as bad as I tought it was gonna be, but not nearly as good and well written as Frank Herbert's novels.The plot seems a bit exagerated. In various moments it feels like they're trying to reach the same level of depth and complexity than the original novels, but overall it's not well balanced.But in the end, i think that the story flows quite well and it did kept me wanting to know what was gonna happen next. It's also good to revisit this universe and it's charachters, altough not in their best form.
Ed_Gosney on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Though many people seem to slam the Brian Herbert and Kevin Anderson Dune books, I know that I'm always in for some good adventure and familiar territory when I pick up one to read. Now that I'm through with everything they've written on Dune, I look forward to more Dune adventures.
MSWallack on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I was actually very worried -- even hesitant -- before reading Sandworms of Dune. Ever since reading it for the first time in the late 70s, Dune has been my favorite book. I've read it at least 10 times. I've also read all of the rest of Frank Herbert's Dune books and all of Brian Herbert and Kevin J. Anderson's Dune prequels. Some of the books I've enjoyed; others have been almost painful. I didn't like Chapterhouse: Dune, Herbert's last Dune novel before his death. Yet the virtual cliffhanger ending left me wanting more anyway. The first of the "final" sequels, Hunters of Dune suffered from many of the same problems as Chapterhouse: Dune, not the least of which being that it was far to "talky" without enough action. Thankfully -- and finally -- Sandworms of Dune finally reached a better balance. I was also concerned that the direction of the plot device begun in Hunters of Dune -- namely, the introduction of old, familiar characters, as gholas, was a cheap, sentimental plot device. Thankfully, the authors did not descend into self-parody or pastiche and remained true to the Dune universe. In the end, Sandworms of Dune was certainly not a perfect book, but it was much, much better than I'd expected which, given my trepidation, left me feeling very pleased. Supposedly, the story is based on notes left by Frank Herbert; perhaps it was and perhaps not (as many have suggested due to the way in which plot elements coincide with plot elements from the various prequels about the Butlerian Jihad). In any event, for the most part, the plot worked. And, as reluctant as I always am to provide any spoilers, allow me to say that the last chapter (an epilogue much like the epilogue at the end of the final Harry Potter book) provided a moment that almost every fan of Dune has longed for, probably from the moment that they put down Dune Messiah. I know that when I finally put down Sandworms of Dune, I did so with a smile on my face.
derek.collins on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
As a finale of the the Dune series this is a great book. But, as I read it, I couldn't help but wonder how the material, the plot, and the characters would have been under the expert hand of Frank Herbert instead of Brian and Kevin. There are several places where plots and counterplots were simply explained for the reader. What made Frank's Dune so strong was that the intrigue was weaved together and slowly revealed. I suppose it is a difference of styles and "understanding" of the material.
Cecrow on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I'm allowing this four stars for consistency, since as a novel it's no worse than "Hunters", but as the conclusion to the Dune series it was disappointing. I fully anticipated the culmination of Leto II's Golden Path, completing an arc that would have begun with the first three books leading up to his becoming God Emperor, and then three more (Hunters & Sandworms were intended to be one) revealing how the plan he sets in motion pans out, Volume Four ("God Emperor") placed as the keystone. Instead Leto II has no significant role, and the Golden Path gets belittled. The ending as written is okay, but it doesn't unify the whole; it serves, but there's no aftertaste. Ultimately it's no more satisfying a conclusion than the Chapterhouse cliffhanger we were previously left with. I can't help wondering if Brian and Kevin missed a crucial line or two somewhere in Frank Herbert's outline.
drewfull on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
If you're a huge Dune fan it's worth reading for the four-five plot points that clearly came from Frank Herbert's notes. Otherwise, Brian unfortunately doesn't add much aside from the "look i've brought all the characters back around" nostalgia.If this is your introduction to the this series, go read Dune 1 instead.
mi-chan on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
The magnificent climax of the Dune cycle is somewhat the miraculous knot solver this twisted story desperately needed. In the previous novel `The Hunters of Dune¿, Sheena and her band of rebellious Bene Gesserits and the refugee Jews stole a no-ship and run from Chapterhouse in order to escape the merging of the Bene Gesserit and the hated Honored Madres. For almost a quarter of a century on the run, the no-ship and its mixed crew encountered several obstacles, like the anonymous enemy for whom apparently the new and almost undetectable Face Dancers were working. With the crew is one of the maybe last Tleilaxu masters, Scytale, who is forced to present his only bargain chip in this game: a nullentropy capsule which contains genetic material of all the great figures of history, which are subsequently resurrected one after another. Sheena hopes that they might bring about the turn in this battle, no one relly understands.Knot solver may be a little overstated, since a few plot twists are not solved so obvious. Only now, when I thought about what to write in this review I stumbled across on thing I did not get throughout the entire book, why, on earth, were two particular ghola babies killed? The no-ship had an saboteur on board, who for no apparent reason killed of two unborn ghola babies including the axlotl tanks that were carrying them. Now, to give some hints: what do they have in common? What makes them different from the other gholas? And what is their relation with the enemy?This dilemma may indicate the special appeal of this particular novel: the reader has to think for him- or herself. Not everything is as it may seem. Only the unknown incarnation of the great Duncan Idaho gets a little annoying after a while. Close to the end, it seems like his entire personality is changing in an instant, as is Erasmus¿.The novel as such is a neat performance and though it requires the reader to use his or her head for more than just store the just read information but also to rearrange it in such a manner that is makes sense, it is still entertaining enough and not only `work¿.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great end to Dune. I recommend this to readers .
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All elements of the story were neatly wrapped up into a nicely optimistic conclusion. Each group and individual was given a purpose and the potential for a meaningful future. Some elements might be cliched, but so what? The end result was a powerful vision of positive future potential in peace and harmony.
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