For as much as I—and many others—absolutely love Ender’s Game, I don’t feel the same about Wyrms. Like Ender’s Game, it’s an easy read with a young main character, and Orson Scott Card tells the story from her point of view. The similarities end there. It’s not as bad as the Speaker for the Dead series, but not as good as some of his other work. It’s a forgettable read.
In a modern world where Satan advertises on billboards and magic is part of everyday life, a complete loser becomes the next Death. It’s a wild concept and makes for a good book. Truthfully, as I’m writing this review eight and a half years later, I don’t remember anything else about the book—I may give it a quick re-read. It’s part of a series, but I didn’t continue on after book one.
The first book was so good, so unique, so unexpected that I had high hopes for the second. It was good, but not great. Since I don’t normally read Fiction, even if it’s slightly unusual—quasi-paranormal fiction—and I didn’t love this book, I didn’t continue with the series.
Reading this in 2006 when it came out or even in 2009 when I picked it up, it felt like the inevitable future of the internet. “Mass Customization” was the trend of the day. I remember being influenced by it and enjoying it. As I write this review in 2018, I think it’s worth revisiting the book to see how well it holds up today—though I don’t think we’ve quite fulfilled Anderson’s vision.
At this point in the series, I was still enjoying the books but noticed the similarity in the plot between books two and three. It was an enjoyable read, if similar to the previous one.