Another Review of The Gods Wait
HELLO NIHAO, my literary firefighters.
I've found yet another person who I tricked into reading my manic baijiu story. Ms. Donovan was eerily friendly, positive, and timely; these are uncommon traits in both my real and created universe.
Anyway, the review follows:
The Gods Wait offers a novel of internet and interpersonal relationships and excels in a complex web of characters and lives that dovetail in unexpected ways. Of necessity, this approach involves building not one or two but many psychological and social profiles: an endeavor that may stymie those who anticipated a lighter read; but which will delight literary readers seeking more depth and reflective reading than most novels provide.
If the chapter titles don't give a clue of this complexity early on (the book opens with 'A Sawmill Discotheque'), descriptive phrasing surely reinforces this notion as characters move through different phases of their lives and interact with the world around them ("Pascal Adanoma sat down to go to sleep, where he thought about baseballs teleporting around a baseball diamond in layers of energy levels. It was dark in his room. He lived alone. He didn’t make his bed every morning, and sometimes he didn’t shower before lab. His biggest secret, however, was that his socks didn't match that day. He had many secrets.").
Introverts and foreigners, changing times and brutal realizations about life, and questions of anonymity and conspiracy in the chaotic world of daily life flow through character experiences in a mercurial manner that carries readers through different observations, social milieus, and personal perspectives.
It's almost as if readers are flies on the walls of each different character, observing these changes through a series of rapidly-changing scenes that might initially seem to be vignettes of different stories. All ultimately serve the purpose of contributing to a greater good and unifying theme, down the line.
The characters change their language, personas, and perspectives like actors shed costumes between scenes. This serves to illustrate both similarities and differences between their approaches and the kinds of social and interpersonal activities that link humanity.
Literary audiences should not expect a linear read from The Gods Wait; nor is it a hasty meal to be consumed quickly or without thought. Those who enjoy digesting bits and pieces of life and who allow plenty of time for reflection and re-reading will discover The Gods Wait to be a treasure trove capturing intimate and vivid jewels of life experience: something to be savored, lingered over, and only reluctantly set aside at the conclusion; perhaps to be revisited later as events close with a bang and provide a fitting crescendo to the diverse, thought-provoking, attention-grabbing scenarios.
Credit to D. Donovan, Senior Reviewer, Midwest Book Review
I've found yet another person who I tricked into reading my manic baijiu story. Ms. Donovan was eerily friendly, positive, and timely; these are uncommon traits in both my real and created universe.
Anyway, the review follows:
The Gods Wait offers a novel of internet and interpersonal relationships and excels in a complex web of characters and lives that dovetail in unexpected ways. Of necessity, this approach involves building not one or two but many psychological and social profiles: an endeavor that may stymie those who anticipated a lighter read; but which will delight literary readers seeking more depth and reflective reading than most novels provide.
If the chapter titles don't give a clue of this complexity early on (the book opens with 'A Sawmill Discotheque'), descriptive phrasing surely reinforces this notion as characters move through different phases of their lives and interact with the world around them ("Pascal Adanoma sat down to go to sleep, where he thought about baseballs teleporting around a baseball diamond in layers of energy levels. It was dark in his room. He lived alone. He didn’t make his bed every morning, and sometimes he didn’t shower before lab. His biggest secret, however, was that his socks didn't match that day. He had many secrets.").
Introverts and foreigners, changing times and brutal realizations about life, and questions of anonymity and conspiracy in the chaotic world of daily life flow through character experiences in a mercurial manner that carries readers through different observations, social milieus, and personal perspectives.
It's almost as if readers are flies on the walls of each different character, observing these changes through a series of rapidly-changing scenes that might initially seem to be vignettes of different stories. All ultimately serve the purpose of contributing to a greater good and unifying theme, down the line.
The characters change their language, personas, and perspectives like actors shed costumes between scenes. This serves to illustrate both similarities and differences between their approaches and the kinds of social and interpersonal activities that link humanity.
Literary audiences should not expect a linear read from The Gods Wait; nor is it a hasty meal to be consumed quickly or without thought. Those who enjoy digesting bits and pieces of life and who allow plenty of time for reflection and re-reading will discover The Gods Wait to be a treasure trove capturing intimate and vivid jewels of life experience: something to be savored, lingered over, and only reluctantly set aside at the conclusion; perhaps to be revisited later as events close with a bang and provide a fitting crescendo to the diverse, thought-provoking, attention-grabbing scenarios.
Credit to D. Donovan, Senior Reviewer, Midwest Book Review
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