Hiaasen has a remarkable ability to capture the minutiae of daily life. He reminds us that our lives are filled with common experiences that everyone endures. However, he then adds an absurd twist that sends us spiraling into his warped adventure. Despite the absurdity, enough of it seems plausible that we can believe in the characters, understand the motives behind their actions, and be entertained by the incongruous events that make us chuckle, smirk, nod, and at times reel in horror.
So, I have embarked on this second book in the Skink series. I first met Skink in a previous book, not realizing that Hiaasen has written some of his works in a specific reading sequence. Having just completed "Double Whammy", which lays much of the foundation for Skink, I couldn't resist delving further into this character's story. In some respects, I believe Hiaasen draws inspiration from "Florida Man" stories in the tabloids to create some of the characters for his novels. At other times, I suspect he simply fabricates his own "Florida Man" stories and posts them on the internet to see which ones gain popularity, which he will then incorporate into his novels. Regardless of the source, I find his novels both humorous and disturbing, and perhaps a bit formulaic. But truth be told, I don't really mind the formula.
When you've delved into one of Carl Hiassen's books, in a certain sense, you've experienced a taste of them all. However, the catch is that if you have a penchant for his work, you'll have an insatiable desire to devour every single one of them. His writing has this magical quality that makes me burst out laughing, and in today's world, that's truly something remarkable. It's not often that a writer can bring such unadulterated joy and humor to the reader. Hiassen's unique style and vivid characters draw you in and keep you entertained from start to finish. Whether it's the wacky adventures or the satirical take on society, his books are a breath of fresh air. So, if you haven't yet discovered the hilarity that is Carl Hiassen, it's time to pick up one of his books and prepare to be thoroughly amused.
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Bud Schwartz was so preoccupied that he made the mistake of getting off on the wrong floor. To his surprise, he found himself standing amidst throngs of cooing relatives at the window of the nursery. He couldn't believe the sheer number of newborn babies. It truly baffled him, leaving him muttering under his breath while others clucked, pointed, and sighed. In a world that seemed to be turning to shit, he wondered why so many people were still having children. Maybe it was just a passing fad, like CB radios and Cabbage Patch dolls. Or perhaps these men and women didn't fully understand the implications of reproduction.
More victims, thought Bud Schwartz. This was the last damn thing they needed. He gazed at the rows of sleeping infants, their faces crinkly, eyes squinty, and looking blissfully innocent. In his mind, he silently foretold their future. They would grow up to own automobiles, houses, and apartments, all of which would, eventually, be burglarized by lowlifes such as himself.
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I firmly believe that Hiaasen is an absolute delight. Whenever I engage with his works, people around me often cast curious glances my way as I can't help but burst into unrestrained laughter. The governor, a recurring character in numerous of Hiaasen's books, is someone I would be extremely eager to encounter. I imagine getting mosquito bitten together with him and being handed jars of experimental bug-proof substances. Moreover, I desire to have this man on my side because his energy and demeanor are as unstoppable as Hiaasen's own. I have an intense affection for his characters. They are astonishingly real, with all their neuroses, loves, and failings, mirroring our own human experiences. I have never come across characters so genuine or an author who comprehends mental problems as profoundly as he does. I simply devour his books, racing through the pages with great enthusiasm. And I despise it when they reach their conclusion, yet his writing always manages to draw me back for more.
Yay Hiassen!