Just picked up Owl Dance by David Lee Summers, a steampunk novel set in Socorro, New Mexico (where I went to school) in 1876. A handful of pages in and there’s a fistfight at the Cap, the same saloon where I spent many quality hours. I think I’ll enjoy this one.

Turns out the author and I both studied astrophysics in the same program at the same time, he as a grad student and me as an undergrad. I'm struggling to remember him, but we were undoubtably at the same place at the same time often.