- Mass Market Paperback: 253 pages
- Publisher: New American Library; 1st mass market paperback edition (January 6, 1987)
- Language: English
- ISBN-10: 0451147669
- ISBN-13: 978-0451147660
- Product Dimensions: 7 x 1 x 5 inches
- Shipping Weight: 4 ounces
- Average Customer Review: 8 customer reviews
- Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #2,560,423 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)
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The Glass Hammer (Doctor Adder, Book 2) Mass Market Paperback – January 6, 1987
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The Glass Hammer is written in an interesting style, switching between conventional narrative and the format of a shooting script. Characterization is sometimes weak and logic is sometimes lost, but Jeter's ideas are powerful and the payoff at the end makes the novel worth reading.
The Glass Hammer is my favorite of his books and showcases his gifts as a writer, if also emphasizing what some find disturbing. Easily switching between writing styles and points of view, Jeter takes his time to slowly reveal a world that may be worse than post-apocalyptic full of people who have no idea how grim and bleak their lives are in the grip of forces beyond their awareness, let alone grasp. The focus of the book, Shuyler, is trying to get by and live as he comes to realize that he may be the most helpless of them all.
A tough read, but a rewarding book.
This novel is not likable, nor are its likenesses, "Dr. Adder" and "Noir," yet there is reader value extant especially for (you) genetically created optimists. I know what you want, I know what you married, but you'd still get a frisson from K. W. Jeter; an intelligent depressive that you can put down and pick up at your pleasure (vis a vis 'spousey') and whose unspeakably horrid prognostications seem to be coming true with alarming frequency.