Bleeding Out by Jes Battis
My rating: 2 of 5 stars
Woof, I made it. I wasn’t sure that I would, as this novel started out normally and devolved into a stream-of-consciousness mess. I was seriously motivated to keep going, though, because I read the rest of the series and this is the last book in it.
So I pushed on through, got to a bit of light in the tunnel, and then there was more muck. Really, Mr. Battis — this is a popular work! Or did you just feel like, “Hey, this is the end of my contract, I can do whatever I want…” That’s the feeling I got, honestly. It doesn’t motivate me to pick up whatever Battis publishes in the future.
I hate it when any artist does that. Something like that is what little children do in first grade when they get to the end of their assignment: Be as sloppy and hurried as possible, so they can be done with their work and go out and play! I think I know of some movies like that, where the writers and the actors just wanted to get done with it and then bury it in a box of lead out in the desert.
Congratulations for finishing the book, though. Even though it seems that the author was a lazy ass.