Wool by Hugh Howey

I don't know if I can recommend this book. No, wait. Let me clarify that. I don't know if I can recommend this whole book. Wool by Hugh Howey came to me highly recommended, billed as an inventive story of survival in a post-apocalyptic world where people have unknowingly been contained inside underground silo's. The world that Hugh creates is incredibly fascinating but not entirely original. I had a very early sense that this type of story of higher-powers ruling a very segregated lower class has been told before (lately, moreso than ever in books and films).

Still, the book was pretty good, at least until a little past the halfway point when it seemed like Hugh's writing just got shorter and quicker, with huge jumps in the story at intervals that made me lose the flow of storytelling that he so wonderfully set up in the beginning half of the book.

It got so bad by the end of Wool that I more or less lost interest in reading the rest of the series (there are two more books, Shift and Dust). I might get around to them someday, maybe to gather the loose ends of the story in Wool, but for now I'm leaving the world of Wool for something else.

Plus, I hear there's a movie coming out which might just be worth watching if it can skim off some of the non-essential parts.