MARTians
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3.3 • 4 Ratings
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- $7.99
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- $7.99
Publisher Description
Last girl Zoë Zindleman, numerical ID 009-99-9999, is starting work at AllMART, where "your smile is the AllMART welcome mat." Her living arrangements are equally bleak: she can wait for her home to be foreclosed and stripped of anything valuable now that AnnaMom has moved away, leaving Zoë behind, or move to the Warren, an abandoned strip-mall-turned-refuge for other left-behinds. With a handful of other disaffected, forgotten kids, Zoë must find her place in a world that has consumed itself beyond redemption. She may be a last girl, but her name means "life," and Zoë isn’t ready to disappear into the AllMART abyss. Zoë wants to live.
PUBLISHERS WEEKLY
Woolston (Black Helicopters) nods to Ray Bradbury's The Martian Chronicles as she envisions a bleak, near-future suburban wasteland of empty housing developments and thriving big box stores. After an unexpected early graduation when her high school is permanently closed "in the interest of efficiency," Zo Zindleman receives a job referral for AllMART. That same day her "AnnaMom" announces that she's moving away and leaving Zo behind. Eventually Zo goes to live with other homeless kids at the Warren, an abandoned strip mall across from the AllMART. Snapshots of Zo 's life as a trainee provide glimpses of a pervasive corporatocracy, and a populace all but deadened to reality. Zo 's flattened narration reflects the disjointed, disconnected nature of her existence, and while Woolston keeps the focus on Zo , offhandedly mentioned details about her world ("I'm not an Otakusexual although I respect toonophilia as a sexually responsible choice") and chilling corporatespeak ("Your smile is AllMART's welcome mat") will set imaginations spinning. It's a terrifying extrapolation of the here-and-now and, like much of Woolston's fiction, far too close for comfort. Ages 12 up.
Customer Reviews
Worst book I’ve ever read
Just bad, do not read, not worth the time. Every second you’re eyes look at the paper, is a second of your life wasted.