Holy shit: Margaret Atwood is writing a serialized novel for digital readers! The moment I found this story, it was mine--and the moment I realized that not one, but two installments are available, I was dancing. Fuck yeah I'm on board for an Atwood serial.
Why the cussing? I dig this serial idea. The first I learned that Dumas, Dostoyevsky, Dickens, and other authors (who may even have had last names that start with a different letter) wrote their big books in serialized format, I experienced that sense of nostalgia for an event that I haven't personally lived, but wish so much that I had--or, better yet, could live. Well, here we are in century twenty-the-first, digitized books and their readers readily available, and wouldn't you know it: savvy writers and publishers are giving this serialized thing another go. Huzzah, I say, huzzah.
How is Atwood's first installment in her "Positron" series? Well-written, quick, intriguing, racy, and fun. Throw in a smidge of a wicked streak, too. The basic premise of the story is so very Atwoodian, I just had to smile after she laid her first hand of cards down. She then poses a dilemma, plays it out a ways, and wraps on a tantalizing cliffhanger--hello serial fiction!
Where Atwood will take this from here, I do not know. I will find out, in part, tomorrow, when I fire up the ole' Kindle and digest as much of Episode 2 as I can during my commute. What a blast this is.