The Earth is in trouble. But Alan Fain has a cure, or so he says. He has some goop left over from the last book, Mind-Surfer, that has some weird pro-life qualities. He intends to use it... somehow, to do... something. And he wants Lew to help.
Almost the first thing I noticed about this book is that it uses footnotes. I hate footnotes. They simply do not belong in fiction, unless they are used for humor like Terry Pratchett does so well. These are definitely not done for humor. Indeed, most of them are used to plug the previous book. "For more details, read Mind-Surfer," type of plugs. Why not just give us a paragraph here? Are you really that desperate for royalties?
But, like I said, that was only almost the first thing I noticed. The very first thing was that Alan was pretty far gone. The opening conversation, page one, showed him pretty clearly as a nutball trying very hard to be deep. But he's deep in a tenth-grade kind of way. "Life and death are the same coin! Just opposite sides! Wow!" Oh, yeah, sing it! You're a genius, Alan. The conversation a few pages later in the burrito joint only reinforces that impression. The basic image I have of Alan is of a street-corner preacher: loud, singleminded, obnoxious. Now imagine that preacher was shouting not Christian values but new-age ones and the Gaia theory, and you can see why I found him annoying.
I did not get far into this book. I just found the character to be too damn annoying. If I ever met him in real life and he started in on that crap, I'd do my best to change the subject and never return to it. If I couldn't do that, I'd avoid him. Since I can't change the subject of a book that's already written, I'm left with the latter option, which I took. Somewhere around page twenty, I closed the book for good.