By Ernest Cline
My BIL got this for Olman for Xmas.
It's been several years and I managed to crack 40 one time, but have yet to read 50 books in a year...
By Ken Grimwood
Amazing. What a way to start off the year - a great contemporary fantasy novel with a great premise that was really well-executed. I would not have read Replay if it hadn’t been for my boss Louis, who had originally lent me Dark Matter, which I really enjoyed.
When I later googled Dark Matter, I learned that Ken Grimwood’s Replay was a big influence on Blake Crouch. When I was in Berkeley, I found two copies of Replay at Dark Carnival – one was a vintage hardcover edition that was $50, and the other was a 1987 paperback edition that cost several bucks. I went with the paperback and must have started reading it not long after I returned to Montreal.
Naturally, back at work, I ended up lending Replay to Louis, telling him that this was the inspiration for Dark Matter. A fellow co-worker Mikael observed our exchange and mentioned how much he loved Replay, which seemed to cement the deal. Little did I know that Louis’ life was about to get busy and that his contemporary sci-fi reading blitz was about to slow down quite suddenly….
Weeks and months went by. Although he had started Replay, he never ended up reading it. I’d ask him once every now and then about his progress, but at some point I just stopped asking because it got too awkward. Then the pandemic happened, 98% of my team have been WFH ever since, and I kind of forgot about Replay, or more like, given up on ever getting my copy back from Louis.
But fast-forward to October 2025 (I’m actually writing this review in November 2025). A Flame All-Hands was being planned for October 30th. I had only thought of Replay because I was writing about how The Midnight Library reminded me of a feel-good version of Replay. A few days before the All-Hands, I pinged Louis on Slack and asked if he could bring Replay with him, but mentioned that if he couldn’t find it, it wasn’t a big deal (it has been, like, several years since I first lent it to him!). Sure enough, he found it right away and said that he had put it inside his bag so he won’t forget to bring it to the office on Thursday. So I finally have Replay back and I can take a photo of the cover and put it up because I can’t find an image of this edition on the internets at all.
It's also been so long that I can’t be bothered to write a review. I remember the premise and some details, but I may just end up re-reading it one day!
By John Darnielle
Disappointing.
Here I am exactly three years later retroactively adding this as an entry and I cannot for the life of me recall what this novel was about. It has such a great cover though.
Author John Darnielle is also known as a key member of the music band, The Mountain Goats, a self-described "indie rock icon whose vaguely anguished and kinda pissed-off voice is instantly recognizable."
According to Wikipedia, Wolf in White Van tells the story of Sean Phillips, a reclusive game designer whose face has been severely disfigured. The plot, which is told non-chronologically, alternates between Sean's childhood, adolescence, and adulthood to describe the circumstances surrounding the incident that disfigured him (he shot himself in the head when he was 17).
While recuperating in the hospital, Sean develops the play-by-mail role-playing game,Trace Italian, from which he earns a small income. The objective of Trace Italian is to traverse a post-apocalyptic United States and locate a fortress after which the game is named—a fortress that Sean claims no player will ever penetrate. Sean describes the correspondence he has with players, in particular two teenage players who attempt to carry out the game's actions in real life. One dies and the other is injured, and Sean is charged in court by the players' parents but is found not guilty.
The title Wolf in White Van is a reference to the practice of backmasking, hiding messages in audio or visual media, as the phrase "wolf in white van" can allegedly be heard when the Larry Norman song "Six, Sixty, Six" is played in reverse.
I don’t know what was disappointing about Wolf in White Van for me. There were some cool ideas and the writing was good, but there was a self-consciousness and faux angstiness that just didn’t work for me.
By Joseph Boyden
Picked this up at a secondhand book shop in Charlottetown a couple of years after reading the excellent Three Day Road. I think I would have read this sooner had I not learned about the controversy of Boyden’s indigenous ancestry, which blew up in 2016. I remember talking about this with an old friend who was visiting from Winnipeg.
She still recommended that I read Through Black Spruce, saying if I liked Three Day Road, I’ll like this one too, as she thought TBS was even better.
So I finally gave it a go, and was disappointed with the book as a whole. Although it was meant to be a follow up, as the son of the protagonist from TDR, Will Bird, is now an old bush pilot who spends most of the novel in a coma at the hospital. The narrative weaves between Will's life before his accident and his niece Annie, who is looking for her sister, a model who went missing in NYC.
As you can tell from the summary, was not like Three Day Road - at all. It was inferior in every way, from narrative cohesian, characterization and quality of writing. The one aspect I did appreciate was seeing how First Nations characters who are at home in the wilds, but can also navigate the urban streets of Toronto and social in-circles of Manhattan.
But compared to brilliance of Three Day Road,
I found Through Black Spruce rather superficial, lifeless and boring. I had trouble getting into the character of Annie. The writing was very distant and unrelatable, and because I didn't really care what would happen, I had to force myself to finish the book.
The second loaner from my boss L.
Almost 3 years later, I had to look up the premise of The Last One to remember what it was about. Since L. was quite stoked that I enjoyed Dark Matter so much, he immediately lent me this “literary” post-apocalyptic novel about Survivor-type contestants.
Sadly, The Last One proved to be a mild dud. I recall not enjoying the inner dialogue of the protagonist and finding the secondary characters annoyingly two-dimensional.
My colleague/manager L. lent this to me. I think we were talking about books we had read, and how he likes to follow up on amazon recommendations for contemporary sci fi. He actually likes to purchase hardcovers as he prefers the bigger format. He was psyched to lend me Dark Matter, which turned out to be a big hit with both myself and Olman, whom I lent the book to after I was done.
I read the book over the weekend; I think
OIman read it in a single evening!
That’s how tight and gripping a thriller it was.
Crouch also wrote the series Wayward Pines.
By Dave Eggers
As a thriller, it was pretty good. I loved the backdrop of the vast Google-like corporate campus and its hierarchical hive of employees.How the protagonist gets sucked into social media, earning points and climbing the ranks. It was just when my own tech company had a new, youngish (under 50) CEO at the helm and was trying to rebrand itself, update its backend infrastructure, and modernize its corporate culture into one that encouraged (but not push) collaboration and extroversion.
Even though I found the protagonist unlikable and unrelatable, I didn’t mind that fact, as the annoying naivete of her character suited the story, especially with what she did to her poor parents at the end, accidentally bursting in on them with her live camera. That was brutal.
Soon after finishing the book, I
watched the competent movie adaptation on Netflix. Even
though I was given this book as a Xmas gift from my BIL, I didn’t like it
enough to keep it, so I traded it at SW Welch.
Too bad, as Olman asked about it several months later, when he read
about how it portrays life at a giant tech company. You snooze, you lose.
By Louise Welsh
I picked this up when we were used book hunting in Charlottetown at one of their many excellent book stores. I think this copy was at The Book Emporium, but not sure. It was big, with different floors. I was upstairs in their huge fiction section. Surprisingly I only found a few books to purchase, but Olman found a pile as usual.
I remember I also got a charming fairy craft book for my daughter. They were cut-out fairies with cut-out outfits painted in a Rosetti-esque Romantic style. We played with the cut-outs while was had an early dinner el fresco at a nearby brewery. It was a pleasant day.
This is the 2002 debut novel of Louise Welsh. It had an interesting premise, which was why I had this book on my list (which I consulted at The Book Emporium). The narrative was competently executed but I didn't enjoy it as much as I had expected.
By Jennifer Egan
I'm usually good at remembering where I bought or found a book, but for some reason, I can't quite remember where I acquired this one, but it certainly didn't have this cover. I don't know why I like to recall where or how I came upon a book, but it's not dissimilar to how my neighbour/real-estate agent would remember all the homes she had ever visited.
Now that I'm jogging my mind as I type, I'm fairly sure that this was a BMV find. It was a mass market paperback, exactly something that would end up at the BMV.
Holy crap, did I only read four* goddam books in all of 2016?!
An all time low since I started this blog.
This has got to end!
*Update July 30, 2021: total is actually FIVE books because I had to retroactively add High-Rise!