I think I'm having the opposite problem with Dead but Dreaming of Electric Sheep that I was having with Make Me Better, which is that the plot is intriguing but the writing style is garbage
Think I'm gonna put this one down. Here's the angry list I typed up last night while trying to decide whether to delay sleep by turning the (loud) AC back on or suffering and maybe going to sleep eventually (I turned the AC back on--I have earplugs and also don't pay an electric bill. suffering is for protestants):
Adding to this is the fucking obnoxious-ass Interlude that's basically the author humble-bragging about how it's sooooo hard to write a novel but look he did it anyway yay him and also ooohhhh you silly dumb dumb reader, did you ever consider who the narrator in this story is??
Like 1. Fuck off. 2. Fuck off. 3. Go read Harrow the Ninth and be murdered by its glorious play on perspective. Remember when I was complaining about Dudebro Sci Fi a couple months ago? This is Dudebro Sci Fi. So self-important and obsessed with being Smarter Than Everyone that it kills its own story by having to mansplain everything from the plot of Weekend at Bernie's to basic video game strategy to the fucking plot twist.
I'm really disappointed bc it's such a good idea, and the You chapters are really interesting horror, but I'm not gonna sit around for another 200 pages and be blatantly patronized by an author with a diagnosable superiority complex to see if it pays off (actually, I skimmed the end, and I don't think it does pay off). Time to pick a different book.
