This book seemed like it would have been better as a thought experiment short story than a full novel. The initial concept was cool, and it began at a very brisk pace, but things quickly got repetitive and boring.
The story is strung out a little too long and had me at times shaking my head. The writer kept raising the level of silliness, all the way to the ridiculous ending. The main character’s three year old son had horrible dialog. Yes, I am criticizing the word choices for a three year old boy, but it was so caustically awful that it pulled me right out of any possible suspension of disbelief.
Obviously the writer put a lot of thought into his message and I think that wrapping it in this particular story was not the right choice.
Next I am reading Wearing the Lion by John Wiswell.
