"That night I was lost in a deep forest, and someone, I didn’t know who, was after me. I’d take a few steps and then stop, afraid that the sound of my footsteps would call down my enemy. That was the entirety of the dream; I’d take a few steps, get frightened by sounds of leaves rustling, then crouch down—naked and afraid."
I love his prose, and get lost in his books. This is the second in the King Oliver series, and it continues to use noir as a peg upon which he hangs a story about New York City and two very different men. Both kings in their own way.
"That night I was lost in a deep forest, and someone, I didn’t know who, was after me. I’d take a few steps and then stop, afraid that the sound of my footsteps would call down my enemy. That was the entirety of the dream; I’d take a few steps, get frightened by sounds of leaves rustling, then crouch down—naked and afraid."
I love his prose, and get lost in his books. This is the second in the King Oliver series, and it continues to use noir as a peg upon which he hangs a story about New York City and two very different men. Both kings in their own way.
"While vacationing at the beach with her mother, Sasha Samokhina meets the mysterious Farit Kozhennikov …
Really peculiar, slightly mind blowing. Reminded me a bit of how I felt reading The Magicians. Also, I didn’t really understand the ending, even after re-reading it.
Looking forward to the sequel to answer some questions.