The Gun Seller

Every once in a while, I pick up a book that is outside of my normal reading patterns. Sometimes I enjoy them, sometimes I don't, and sometimes I just can't get through them (think: Catch 22). The most recent of these books was The Gun Seller, by Hugh Laurie. That last part, the "Hugh Laurie" part, was why I bought the book. Having been a House fan since I heard David Shore's interview on NPR, I thought I'd give the actor's book a try.

I described the writing to Kris, since it wasn't a style I particularly liked. He said it sounded very much in the style of the Black Adder. Many of the descriptions went something like "She rolled her eyes. Which isn't to say she took her eyes out and threw them across the floor, but rather she looked up and around."

For the most part, I enjoyed the book, though I wasn't able to read it as quickly as I normally read books, which was a little frustrating. The plot wasn't particularly complicated, but had a couple of entertaining twists. It seemed to be quite similar to the usual plots of spies and intrigue, but not quite in the same vein as Ludlum or Fleming.

Kris asked if he should read the book, and I said sure, why not. My stack of books is shorter by one. Kris' is taller by one.