I'm a fan of Christopher Moore, and this is one of his better books--maybe better than Noir, which this is a sequel to. He wrapped enough things up here that I don't see another sequel coming, which is fine: I'm ambivalent at best about sequels, anyway. This novel, like its predecessor, catches the feel of Noir fiction--the language and the narrative beats--and like its predecessor this novel takes more than a few turns toward the giddily absurd.
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Still Just a Geek by Wil Wheaton
Twenty years ago, I was not a person who cared all that deeply about what Wil Wheaton was doing; I am not now a person who cares all that ...
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It's Scalzi being Scalzi. His books are immensely readable--witty and quippy and sparkling and poppy--and this is him, at his Scalzies...

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