I think I got the gist—young people living forever who are bored with it —but that blurb doesn’t exactly inspire confidence in the prose inside. To paraphrase Inigo Montoya, “Those words, I do not think they mean what you think they mean.”
Bored with eternal youth? Sounds like the end of Zardoz. All they need is Sean Connery with a red mankini, a Zapata moustache, and a pistol to set them free.
I read the blurb and still have no idea what it’s about.
I think I got the gist—young people living forever who are bored with it —but that blurb doesn’t exactly inspire confidence in the prose inside. To paraphrase Inigo Montoya, “Those words, I do not think they mean what you think they mean.”
Bored with eternal youth? Sounds like the end of Zardoz. All they need is Sean Connery with a red mankini, a Zapata moustache, and a pistol to set them free.
And green bread dough. Don’t forget the green bread dough.