All our lives, we had needed our mother; now our father needed us.

I think I enjoyed The Candy House, and while I searched for reasons for say otherwise I only came back with comments that would support the book more. The Glass House was a unique and enjoyable read that sits at a comfortable 3/5.

I started The Candy House with no context. Perhaps the cover stood out or it was listed on a Goodreads list, whatever reason, it was added to my queue and I did no research before I dove in.

A gain is a loss when it comes to technology

The story is written from different perspectives and for half the book I was waiting for something to happen when the story would click. The only constant in The Glass House is the consequences, good and bad, of technology. Some characters portray this world with Bix Bouton and the Mandala technologies as idyllic, and others do everything in their power to avoid the crushing prevalence of the technology and its uses and The Glass House explores all facets.

Social media was dead, everyone agreed; self-representations were inherently narcissistic or propaganda or both, and grossly inauthentic.

The Glass House is a cautionary tale of life with advanced technology connected in and with every aspect of our life. The similarities for our current reliance on social media and promotion of virtual reality don't make it a far leap to think it could happen.

At times the story would venture in to Black Mirror territory and others made me wonder why such technology or algorithms haven't been created yet. The book raised plenty of thought provoking questions and took time to explore lives and generations affected by technology.

I realized that the person Damon had reminded me of was myself: another white male who'd managed to blow through countless advantages and opportunities and fail catastrophically.

The POV's were constantly changing and while it took about 40% of the book to start connecting the dots and understand the so what each chapter and character was essential for building the story. I struggled with scope of characters and did not have a chance to commit to memory which families had the black sheep, which one was divorced, which child was the favourite, and on and on. There were almost too many POV changes.

This resulted in some chapters with me not realizing which character chapter I was reading (and at times this reveal was intentionally withheld) and other times not appreciating the POV chapter because I couldn't remember where they fit in the larger story. Because of the scale of POV's there were some more enjoyable arcs than others.

What pained Gregory was the thought of a dying man trying to repair, and atone for, a world he had inadvertently wrought

The Glass House could be an anthology and each POV and warning are designed by a different artist. The connection isn't immediately visible until you ride a sunrise balloon and look down on the art project in the desert and realize the larger objective and how it all fits together.