“Just When You Thought it was Safe to be Healthy…
When his doctor mistakenly types the wrong code into his electronic medical record, Myron Moskowitz—Mike, to the entire world except his mother Celia—finds life, or at least the one he's grown used to, suddenly turned tush-over-teakettle. With that single dodgy digital diagnosis, a chain reaction is set in motion leading Mike to lose his job, accidentally get all trace of himself wiped off of every computer in the known universe, and seriously contemplate buying a Harley. And Mike isn't exactly what you'd call a motorcycle kind of Moskowitz.
Somehow Mike must find a way to get back on the grid and get his old job back, all without his wife finding out about any of it.”
“In the tradition of such heavyweights as P.G. Wodehouse, Evelyn Waugh and Douglas Adams, Bresler holds his own writing to a very high comedic standard. Which is not to imply that he is above throwing in any moderately-interesting pun that might find its way from pen to paper. He can lately be found deep in the desert Southwest, dodging snakes and cactus spines and ‘dry’ heat.”
One minor error, really just a typo, and Mike Moskowitz’s life spirals out of control. It would be funny (let’s be honest, it really is) if it wasn’t so scary. (Glad it’s happening to him and not me.) The author does an excellent job of walking that fine line required to get the reader to suspend disbelief in a situation that, while very possible at the start, quickly crosses into the absurd. The story is not only amusing, but there might be a lesson buried in there about being careful what you wish for.
No significant issues
Rating: **** Four Stars
Reviewed by: BigAl
Approximate word count: 65-70,000 words