It would appear that I've developed the bad habit of telling you about books I'm reading before I finish them. Well, just because it may be a bad habit doesn't mean I'm about to stop.
Let's say you're sort of a snarky, ne'er-do-well, biker magician. (It could happen.) And let's say your fellow ne'er-do-well biker magicians decide to send you to hell without actually -- uh -- killing you first. And then, let's say, after a few years of surviving as hell's only living gladiator, you somehow manage to get your ass back to Los Angeles.
You might, be a little miffed at the people who done you wrong. And you might set out to get a little revenge. And you might be really good at surviving by now. (There's more to it than that, but that's all you need to know for the moment.)
It's kind of a Steven Brust novel crammed together with a Christopher Moore novel...just...not those things at all.
Just pick it up.
You may recall (hey it was just a few days ago), I talked about The Magicians by Lev Grossman. For lack of a better description, I mentioned that it was being called "Harry Potter for adults". Well, it turned really dark, a chapter or so after what I had written. It doesn't lose it's sense of humor nor, of course, it's quite wonderful use of language, but, boy...does it take an unexpected turn. And while it has a satisfying ending, it's not all unicorn farts and sparkly, cuddly teddy bears at the end either.
HIghly recommended, but don't say I didn't warn you --- "happily ever after" doesn't necessarily enter into the picture.
Stick around kids. Soon I'm going to start reviewing books based solely on the covers! It's gonna be awesome!