Vurt by Jeff Noon

Ahhh, Vurt. Jeff Noon, will you have my babies?

I read Vurt twice because I didn’t want the story to end. It was even more enjoyable the second time around. Written in a hacking, drug-induced style, the book follows a band of “Stash Riders” as they face danger, knowledge, pleasure and alternate planes of existence in search of the ultimate high — a feather called English Voodoo.

This is a book that can only ever be a book. No movies for you, Vurt; please don’t sell out to that Hollywood cheese. A huge part of its appeal is the way in which Jeff Noon conveys his imagery, shrouded in mystery and confusion and language.

On a scale of “Eh” to “FANFUCKINGTASTIC!” I give Vurt a “Wow, let’s have that one again, please!” Read it if you love words and a good story and illegal drug use isn’t an issue in your smoke-hazed mind.