Futuristic Violence and Fancy Suits (Zoey Ashe, #1)

by Jason Pargin

“At your age, life is full of possibilities. But as the years pass, those possibilities vanish, one by one, like doors closing in a hallway. You feel time slip by, and your energy slip away. One day, you realize you’re too old to be a famous musician, or change careers, or have more children. And each of those closed doors represents a regret. As you get older, well, those regrets come to define you.

Zoey was pretty sure this was a lie, unless she had zoned out during an important conversation at some point, but couldn’t for the life of her figure out where Will was going with it.

Oh come on. Why are you suddenly making her so dumb?

“Yep, if I’d had all that training I could have grown up to be just like you. Sad.”

Zoey's pain and her reaction to it would be more relatable and certainly more interesting to read about if her default setting wasn't ALWAYS bitter sarcasm. She seems less human by the page.

and appeared to be familiarizing

Just say he was...

Whatever bad things happens

Writing and editing appears to get sloppier as the book progresses.

Zoey whispered, “We should have stopped them. We should have talked them out of it.”

Her naivete is now officially tiresome.

Zoey said, “Am I supposed to be terrified that weapons like that exist out in the wild, or rooting for it to work?”

Eye roll

the human brain is just an organ. It can be damaged by the information it’s asked to process the same way your liver can be ruined by too much alcohol or your eyes can get fried if you stare too long at an eclipse.