When I happen onto such effusive praise as Kirn pours on, I then try to find the first or previous (same thing) work to see of what it consisted. My belief was that some of the previous novel wasn’t all fiction. That is, the author probably brought in, as usual, some factual elements suitably altered.
If a search is done deeply enough into Google then, you can find, I found, support for Graham-Muñoz’s first novel. By the way, how deep have you gone in a Google search? Ever go for hundreds of pages? More? Well I went very deep and found a pitcher for the Cedar Rapids Reds who did something akin to the chiropractic on the bench and in the clubhouse. He had gone to Palmer and wanted out to play ball. Nevertheless, the win-loss record needed to improve and he felt he could help the team’s spines.
In the pursuit of such, he gave out Ambien via the team doc at 20X of the sedation dose (which he took to relax on the mound) and that dose would induce hallucinations from time to time. The second baseman kept trying to have sex with his base pad, not using an iPad, as the cunning Graham-Muñoz changed it to use by a doctor. The ball boy had a robot mistress. It used to be grad students who fiddled with the circuits until they got what they wanted, but now our youth will be serviced at younger and younger ages. Anyway, in robotics, these mistresses were a dime a dozen and got “used” and could be quite a sight with their helmets off.
Another player, an old-timer, on his 20X dose, thought he was participating in the rescue effort for the SS Princess Sophia. This Alaskan cruise ship got hung up on the Vanderbilt Reef in high winds and thick snow in 1918. Various rescue ships and boats couldn’t risk going closer. Nor could the Sophia risk launching its steel lifeboats. Weak radio (“the wireless”) couldn’t help enough. All hands stood off for better weather. The weather let up twice for short periods. They wanted to safely rescue them all, so more delay. Then the wind and snow did not abate. Meanwhile, two dawns came and went. The next night got started. The Sophia slipped from the rock. No radio, blinding snow, loud winds, and dark. For months the bodies of 75 crew and 268 passengers would appear from time to time. In that day and age, the appearance of the decomposed children was disturbing to all.
In my hunt for Graham-Muñoz, I went into a too deep penetration of Google. You can find anything, anyone, everything, and everyone. I found out more about the Sophia than I would have wanted. So Graham-Muñoz, this is a mindless dangerous technique, but better than nothing, not exclusive of course, since Kirn may have already used it in writing about you. I hope you aren’t offended.
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