I’ve been reading a hell of a lot recently.
I mean, I’ve always been a bookworm but recently I’ve been going hell for leather reading and I AM FREAKING LOVING IT!
Anyhoo. I read a book, its name is Ready Player One and I took a picture, then wrote a thing.
Here is said picture:
Here is said thing:
Ready Player One is the debut novel by Ernest Cline, set in a dystopian future it follows the story of Wade Watts, a teen guy who’d much prefer to absorb himself within a virtual world by the name OASIS than face reality, and who can blame him for that? The reality is living with a disparaging aunt, her boyfriend and a whole host of other bodies within a trailer skyscraper called a “stack”. Sounds pretty shocking to me, as if that wasn’t enough, he’s malnourished, has next to no money and the world’s having some sort of global energy crisis.
Wade is pretty average, there’s nothing really charismatic about him or enthralling, but somehow he’s relatable and likeable. Ha!
Wade spends his days obsessing over James Halliday, the creator of OASIS and the fact that he left the program and his billions in their entirety to whoever can solve a series of riddles within the simulation itself; will Wade be victorious? Time will tell.
The story arc is pretty standard and direct, however, the prose and premise make this book a total page turner.
The references to games like World of Warcraft and Dungeons and Dragons had me smiling like a nostalgic fool, memories of camaraderie and teamwork came flooding back, heck, this book made me miss the days when I’d lose myself within a game!
Ernest Cline is clearly a gamer, he talks the talk and walks the walk – you can’t fake the things he’s experienced firsthand – everything from his boots of speed reference to the portrayal of Pac-man.
Would I have enjoyed this book without the gaming references? I’m not sure.
All in all, though, I loved this book, it was believable, fun and appealed to every part of my geeky, gamer heart.