Anyone else recall the time fatty took a shot at the waiter that worked for the high-end restaurant in Vegas? He tried to make fun of him for having a job as a waiter, IIRC it was a nice restaurant in Las Vegas, not exactly a 401K kinda job but they make good money in tips for $500 checks and such. I was particularly offended because to me, any man who works 40+ hours a week has my respect, and then there's fatty trying to dab on a guy with a real job, meanwhile he's an unemployed hack selling $40 in books is apparently a productive day for him.
Pat has to look down on service workers. If he gave them credit for the value they have in society, and the character it takes to be successful at such a job, then he would have no excuse for sitting at home doing nothing of worth. It is absolutely crucial to his narcissistic ego that he be better than those people.
The fastest way I can think of is simply saying this: The entire first chapter of Starship Repo takes place in a white void with a McDonalds; "It's like Star Wars On Fifth Avenue".
Junktion is a "hyperspace" station with high ceilings, far walls, alcoves, and a McDonalds in a food court because the space station is a giant mall I guess.
I don't even like authors who use overly long flowery descriptions of everything, but with Pat there's just nothing. Even when he does describe something, he says absolutely nothing about it. Every location he writes is just a vague magical realm where he can pull anything he needs out of his ass.
Exactly right. Reading through Starship Repo, there was nothing to distinguish the space station Junktion from any Midwestern American town. There were streets, there were outdoor blocks, there were high rise condominiums with views of the city. There wasn't a ceiling, or a sense of what you saw from the high-rise. There were no subtle clues walking down the street that could clue you in to the fact that you were in a space station. There was no work going on of the kind that would be necessary to keep a space station operational.
Seems like even having ten years to work on his first book wasn't long enough for him to think of adding that stuff in. Again, from
@OtherLastTrainHome's reviews, the generation ship feels like it's Milwaukee, too. I would think that in a ship, there would be serious thought given to how every inch of space was going to be used, but we've got a sprawling museum and an Earth-like selection of restaurants, and a lake whose only purpose seems to have been to let the author vent it into space.
It must be so thoroughly unpleasant inside Pat's head that he just can't spend very long in there, even when he's imagining being somewhere and sometime completely alien to the present. He doesn't get immersed in his worlds enough to make them real, because that would take time, and as a result, no one else can get immersed in his worlds, either.
That's also why he spends so much time interacting with trolls on twitter. They distract him from how it feels to be alone with himself.
