John Scalzi, having declared his absolute boredom with biographies, disappeared in a puff of glitter and lilac scent.
(If you want to contact John, using the mail function here is a really bad way to do it. Go to his site and use the contact information you find there.)
I’ll admit upfront that it took me a little while to get into this book, and I wasn’t sure I would finish it, but suddenly I was fully engaged and invested in it. It’s very clever and very funny; so is its author who has an imagination that I’d sell my left leg to have. Enough said.
The first Scalzi book I read was Starter Villain. It was fun, funny and not at all cerebral. Since then, I've read When the Moon Hits Your Eye and now Redshirts. Each of these has been humorous, but also a bit more thought-provoking than I would have guessed based on my first read of his.
Loved the story. Never really got connected with the characters, and got them confused a few times. That didn't really take away from the story, and that could have totally been on me, I tend to be that way if too many are introduced too quickly.