Rating: 2 Stars ★★☆☆☆
Everyone has someone on the Wall.
The year was 2014. We had cured cancer. We had beat the common cold. But in doing so we created something new, something terrible that no one could stop. The infection spread, virus blocks taking over bodies and minds with one, unstoppable command: FEED.
Now, twenty years after the Rising, Georgia and Shaun Mason are on the trail of the biggest story of their lives-the dark conspiracy behind the infected. The truth will out, even if it kills them.
In the future, the majority of humanity lives shut off behind walls of protection. What was meant to be a cure against the cold turned the dead into zombies, intent on creating more of their kind. People hate going outside or to places where there are lots of other people. After all, there could be a new outbreak anywhere. Better to be safe.
There are few people who defy this custom, among them the bloggers: newsies, finding out the truth, Irwins, going to dangerous places and filming themselves doing it and the fictionals, who write stories.Georgia is a newsie, her brother Shaun, who likes to poke zombies and Buffy is their techsavvy fictional.
They get elected to follow a presidential candidate around the country. They encounter dark conspiracies and zombies.
Sounds good? Yeah, I thought so too. But… it didn’t live up to my expectations.
I really, really didn’t like Georgia. She was just so arrogant and judgemental. She slutshames.
Congresswoman Wagman had been able to ride her one-trick pony pretty far, but the buzz was pretty uniform in agreeing that it wouldn’t get her much further. You can take the “porn star” platform a long way, but it’s never going to get you to the White House.
She thinks she’s so much better than everyone else. Better than the other journalists, better at surviving, better at finding connections, definitely better than all those other girls.
If it seems as if I have little respect for the other members of my profession, that’s because it’s true: I frequently don’t.
That really pissed me off. She’s just so unlikeable.
This book would also have been so much better if it would have skipped the endless repetitions, particularly about the news and blog system. Honestly, it’s just not that interesting. Or different.
The screen shifted again as she pulled up the numerical display that represents our feed from the Internet Ratings Board. It measures server traffic, unique hits, number of connected users, and a whole bunch of other numbers and factors, all of them combining to make one final, holy figure: our market share.
The book picked up pace in the last third. That one was really good. Things finally started happening, there was action, there was danger, an atmosphere of suspicion, it was good. But it wasn’t enough to make up for the rest of the book.
I expected more. I got a bit of what I expected in the last third or so of the book, but the beginning is dull and full of bitchy judgements.