This novel will blow you away, but not literally. Why? Because it's about one of those guys who does professional fireworks shows for a living. Let's call him "Joe Blast".
As the exciting novel begins, Joe's riding a technicolor shockwave of success from July 4th through the Chinese New Year and back again. And of course, the groupies are just as hot as a Bloomin' Cherry Pandemonium, and also as red.
But after a typical accident beheads some kids, Joe begins a book-long journey into himself, while slowly descending into the twin seedy worlds of fireworks manufacturing and miniature horsefighting. And also probably drug addiction.
Not sure how Joe turns it all around, but at the end, "redemption" is writ large and fiery in the exotic skies of Taipei. Literally. Like it he makes it so it says the word "redemption" in firework explosions. (But in the language they speak in Taipei).
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
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