This is not a good review, but I did just read it and thought I would post it. I have to be honest: I really, really dislike the peion who wrote this one, as the whole thing is less a review and more a pseudo-psychoanalytic profile of me. And it couldn't be more wrong, by the way. What I always loved so much about writing is that I get to write in voices I would never be able to speak in on a day to day basis, and have characters do things that would never happen in boring reality. Further, what really irked me was the "Ross is a reflection of the author" or whatever statement.
I love to read and particularly have a sweet spot for zombie fiction. However most follow the same formula: Outbreak occurs, character A is in place X and has to travel a great distance to get to place Y for kid/wife/parent/safety while on the way he encounters zombies/outlaws/survivors and good/bad times occur...writes itself. So when I heard that a new zombie book was coming out and that it took a different approach to the subject I preordered the book.
Then I started reading it.
I understand that the writer is trying to be different, but trying to be different and actually being different are two...well two different things. From the first page I got the feeling that the author was trying to be cool, and that he was trying to make his main character (which he obviously sees as a reflection of himself) cool. And that was the problem with the content and style of this book; it was too busy trying and not actually doing. I am sure the author thinks of himself as this misunderstood loner that is just too cool for the world, and maybe he is and I am reading too much into his writing style. However the ability to conjugate a verb or to attach an adjective to a noun does not make a great writer. Also repeatedly referring to a well known book (Catcher in the Rye) and trying to write in the same vein as that book does not make your book that book.
I know this review is mainly focused on style, but if you are too aware of the style of the book it is difficult to focus on the content. It's like watching a movie with bad acting. No matter what you just cant get over the fact that you are not being taken into the world of the movie, but are rather sitting watching somebody go through the motions of acting in front of a camera.
Even the most cliche zombie fiction can take you into the world of a zombie infestation as long as it is well written.
So, this book it not literary masterpiece, it is not Catcher in the Rye, or some new incarnation of Chuck Palahniuk. Nor is it a great piece of zombie fiction akin to World War Z.
I really wanted to like this book and I tried my best, but it is not there. The substance behind the prose was empty.
I really, really hate this guy. In fact, when I wrote the book, I had never read World War Z. I have never been a fan of Chuck Palahniuk's, and I always thought Salinger was overrated. I certainly did not want to invoke any of the spirit of Catcher, either. Who is this clown?