About the book: Mari Shu, a factory drudge in the year 4000-something, must choose how to protect her sisters, her purity, and her own conscience in a bleak futuristic society that’s been polluted by smog, rampant commercialism, tacky jumpsuits, sexual perversions, unjust socioeconomics, interstellar travel, and inconsistent use of the Oxford comma.
In this third interstellar adventure, Mari Shu completely shuns the socio-political constructs of Olde Earthian societies and leads her family to start afresh in galaxies and planets far, far away from the maddening crowd. By the way, this book is nearly 100,000 words long.
Warning: Book contains offensive material. Buttloads of boatloads of offensive, vulgar, disrespectful, and possibly triggering material. Sexual, political, economic, racial, physical, typographical, religious—really, trying to hit all the big ones. Please make sure to sign your correct name to the hate mail so we can give proper credit in the follow-up volume entitled, “The Hate Mails to Mari Shu.”
Warning 2: What that means is this entire book is a spoof. A joke. A hoot. It wasn’t born out of hatred of any aspect of genre fiction and culture or even hatred of human beings but instead out of love, true love. No, seriously, quit laughing. Oh, wait, you’re supposed to laugh, because it’s parody. You pick, okay?
Jody Wallace’s 30+ titles include sf/f romance, paranormal romance, and contemporary romance. Her fiction features diverse protagonists, action, adventure, and humor. Her readers frequently comment on her great characters, suspenseful stories, and intriguing and creative world building. When describing her methods, Jody says: “There are two sides to every story. I aim to tell the third. And I add cats regardless.”
Outside of her fiction career, Jody has employed her Master’s Degree in Creative Writing to work as a college English instructor, technical documents editor, market analyst, web designer, and all around pain in the butt.
I have picked all the paths of this latest installment of Mari Shu's adventures. (I think my favorite decision tree was: What should Mari Shu do next? a/ Die b/ Don't die) Much spoofing of SF and SFR and boinking occurred (of Dred, Bed, Carl, Zane, Zule, Veh, Meh and Maybe and probably others I've forgotten), along with lots of snort-out-loud funny bits and dozens of wickedly funny authorial intrusions like: "You’re using the substance known more commonly as astroglidium instead of the slower but more stable infinityandbeyondium. That’s real slim shady,” Mari Shu exclaimed in shock, as did the author, who just realized what time it is and the kids are almost home from school and she still has a crash landing to write. Mari Shu and probably the author would never have sabotaged the engine if she’d known that!