by William GibsonFinished
Twenty minutes, then gravity came down on him like a great soft hand with bones of ancient stone
When I started this book I had no idea just how unintelligible I would find it. Nothing prepared me for the onslaught of unbridled, hold-onto-your-butts cyberpunk vibes. I’m smitten by Gibson’s writing but I’m not certain I could recall the plot to any degree of accuracy.
One I’m going to have to come back to, for sure.
Lonny Zone stepped forward, tall and cadaverous, moving with the slow undersea grace of his addiction.