Genre: Satire
Description:
“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.”
Author:
“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.”
Appraisal:
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.
Format/Typo
Issues:
No significant issues
Rating:
**** Four Stars
Reviewed
by: BigAl
Approximate
word count: 65-70,000 words
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