I might as well write a review of this book, since it’s what I read before A Clockwork Orange . So, I read Waste by Eugene Marten. It was a short read, and a little bit of a thriller if I can call it that. Hell, I can call it whatever I want really. I liked that it was short, and nothing was wasted. Some people are turned off by short books. I saw it as a good reason to tackle right away. I admit I debated on what to read next for a while, after finishing Metropole by Ferenc Karinthy.
There won’t be any spoilers in this review. I just tell you that nothing was truly wasted in this story (play on words, ha!). I loved it. I read the reviews on the book before reading it and they made me want to read it a little more. Urgency, urgency! They also said nothing was wasted. Sometimes things are a little vague yet specific at the same time, and I know that seems contradictory, but it’s true. This one can’t be spoiled, and shouldn’t be, because it’s so interesting how a story can be made interesting, when it deals with a janitor, and well, trash. I snagged this little thing at the Brooklyn Book Festival. Get it. That’s all I wanted to say.