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So maybe a year or two ago, everyone was reading Wool. I was not one of them. Don’t get me wrong. I heard the hype. I downloaded the free copy. Then it sat in the Kindle abyss until I was going through books I’d downloaded but never read. Oops.

The summary I had was, for some reason, in Finnish, so I didn’t really know what I was getting into. Being that it’s such a short book (only 56 pages), I didn’t want to look too far into what the story was about for fear of spoiling the whole thing. I was a little confused by the first few pages, but that was quickly resolved.

Holston is sheriff. He lives in your run-of-the-mill, underground, post-apocalyptic compound, the silo. Nobody really knows what’s going on, why they’re buried and hidden. Surprisingly, nobody questions it, either. The government controls everything, from who is allowed to have children to the images of the outside, the surface, that are piped inside. Understandably, people get a little stir-crazy sometimes. Those people are sent outside to clean the little cameras that serve as windows to the outside. They never come back. The toxic atmosphere kills them within minutes.

Three years ago, Holston’s wife stumbled across some information. She learned that nothing could be as it appeared. She wanted out. She wanted to find the truth. She got her wish, because all it takes in the silo to be sent outside is five words – I want to go out. That one simple sentence ensures that rebels are disposed of quickly. That uprisings are prevented. Just say the word, and your wish is granted. There’s no taking it back.

Three years later, Holston follows in his wife’s footsteps. What he discovers is completely unexpected.

If you took a look at my bookshelf, you’d instantly know that I’m a huge fan of dystopian novels. Give me a book full of futuristic government conspiracies and a little underground rebellion and I’ll be all over it. Because of that, Wool was right up my alley. I’m looking forward to reading the next four installments.

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