If I knew that I'd be a bestselling author.
The sly, insightful evisceration of american culture was just tired. Seemed as if he was writing with a thesaurus next to his computer.
Struggled with pacing and incorrect emphasis of words endlessly. Hard to follow
Hey, it had zombies, at least.
Sorry, Colson's no Franzen, and Beresford's no Simon Vance.
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