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    <div class="moz-cite-prefix">On 4/18/2020 6:55 PM, Dan'l
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          just read and reviewed George Alec Effinger's book _What
          Entropy Means to Me_, and I think it may be of interest to
          y'all.</div>
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        <div class="gmail_default" style="font-family:georgia,serif">Here's
          my review, which will explain why.</div>
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        <span
style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:12px">This
          book by the late Mr. Effinger could have been written by the
          late Gene Wolfe as a _jeu d'esprit_. It has many of the
          earmarks of Wolfe's best novels...</span><br
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        <span
style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:12px">On
          a distant planet, a Mother and a Father have settled down to
          raise a passel of kids - I mean an utterly unreasonable number
          - and, along the way, instituted a religion with themselves as
          deities. Father goes off and disappears. After a while, and
          not long before her own death, Mother sends Dore - the eldest
          son and only one who was born on Earth - to look for either
          Father, or the source of the River which plays a major part in
          their religion, or, ideally, both.</span><br
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        <span
style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:12px">It's
          been a long time and there has been no word of Dore. A younger
          son, Seyt, is tasked by the elders with writing a history of
          Dore's journey.</span><br
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        <br
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        <span
style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:12px">This
          is the story of Syet writing Dore's story. Dore sets off and
          meets a wide variety of characters, including a Mysterious
          Companion, a Mad Doctor and his Monster, a Treacherous Baron,
          and more. Dore develops as the story progresses.</span><br
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        <span
style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:12px">And
          so does Seyt. The First household is a crazed hotbed of
          political and religious factions, in which the wrong words can
          get Seyt sent to the Pen, along with losing his name and being
          assigned a number. Seyt tries, as he writes, to please (or at
          least not to too-badly displease) all the factions at once.
          His life as he writes is intermingled with Dore's story, each
          rising and falling in a sort of pulsing double-helix of
          narrative. </span><br
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        <span
style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:12px">If
          you know your Wolfe, you'll find a lot of this famililar. Only
          ... this book was published in 1972, the same year as Wolfe's
          first serious book (_The Fifth Head of Cerberus_). Thus, that
          Wolfe had influenced Effinger's book is fairly unlikely,
          though it is quite possible that Effinger's book influenced
          Wolfe's later work. Sadly, it's too late to ask him whether
          he'd ever read it.</span><br
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        <span
style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:12px">What
          this book has that Wolfe's major work lacks, however, is
          bellylaughs. Wolfe used humor, and used it well, but it was a
          sly sort of humor that usually involved suddenly getting the
          joke several pages (or chapters, or even weeks) later when you
          realize what something back there actually meant. Many of
          Wolfe's jokes only appear on rereading; Effinger's jump out
          and buttonhole you.</span><br
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            and for two bucks on Kindle you really can't go wrong.</span> </div>
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                                  <div>Dan'l Danehy-Oakes</div>
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                                      yanke lo!</em><br>
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                                      Witkó</span></div>
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