Reviews and Comments

"This is a gripping science fiction novel in the best traditions of the genre... Grusky has vigorously applied his healthy imagination to all the possibilities and it tells.  His is a depraved new world of capitalist perfection, more elaborate and sinister than most.  Two geniuses fight for the soul of the marketplace, and the future of humankind hangs in the balance.  One uses biotechnology to create a system of absolute tyranny; the other is forced to counterpunch with an imperfect antidote.  Our species is left trapped in a beautiful but empty neuro-electrical "Web," without want but also without desire.   When Kale, a shrewd female investigator with a genetic link to what might have been, learns to laugh at the system, it is a rebirth of hope and the beginning of an original and compelling adventure."

                                                —CROW Quarterly Review
                                                   Rollinsville, Colorado

"It's a great idea reminiscent of the best work of Philip K. Dick..."

                                                    —Andrew Leonard
                                                       Salon Magazine

Review of Silicon Sunset in SF Site

"A sci-fi thriller packed with telling details about a not-so-distant, computer-dominated future. Check out Scott Grusky's Silicon Sunset."

                                                  —Rebecca Harris
                                                     WESTSIDE WEEKLY

"Scott Grusky has created a brilliantly imaginative vision of the cyber-future looming ominously ahead—dark, daring and violently revealing."

                                                —Diane Foley Jones, Esq.
                                                   Playa del Rey, California

On the author:

"Here is the tale of a man who has two separate encounters with bears in the woods (they are not shitting), goes in three years from selling fimo earrings on Albuquerque sidewalks to studying and teaching Economics at Harvard (during which time he is kidnapped and held hostage in East L.A.), dreams that he marries an elk, is struck by lightning twice, and becomes the first man to be married on the Internet, on prime-time network TV. Most of this takes place many years ago; he's in his thirties now." 

On the book:

"His first novel, Silicon Sunset, is, um, disturbing, in that it shouldn't be so easy for the reader to slide into such a finely-crafted madhouse world—and language —as that depicted here without any hand-holding from the author, but (t)here you are, and if you take that as the point of the novel you could lose some sleep... The timing of this story is exquisite, and accidental. Grusky's been birthing the damn thing through a decade-long series of oblivious midwives, and has finally had to perform the delivery himself. I'm here to report that the baby is very healthy indeed, even if it does have two navels and an eye in the back of its head. Strange creatures such as this are, I think, youbetcha welcome now as we stumble around trying to craft our self-fulfulling prophecies for these highly charged Last and First days; something, ANYTHING, to counteract the ennui of, say, yet another rock-in-the-sky fx-moneysuck placebo with the audacity to call itself Armaggeddon... For orientation (not description), Silicon Sunset is more Millennium than X-Files, more 'This is who we are' than 'The Truth is Out There.'  Nah, that truth is In Here, in the mirror, and boy howdy, what a funhouse mirror you stand before when you enter Silicon Sunset!  Most importantly, this bambino's FUN to interact with. Being one who dives out the window at the mere mention of an economic report on TV, I was surprised to find myself so caught up in all the bizarre intricacies of that aspect of the plot. Ditto for this particular take on cybernetic evolution. Grusky has an odd talent for immersing himself in the most unpalatable topics (he'll spend YEARS if necessary), then emerging with a wickedly delicious angle on it, to which a big old belly laugh, half on-site spontaneous, half o mama appreciative, is the only possible response. For me the appreciative part had to do with how surprisingly familiar are the strange events, and their context, in Silicon Sunset.  Again, 'this is who we are.' Or may become. Wow."

                                                —Russ Cole
                                                   Albuquerque, New Mexico

Scott T. Grusky's new novel, Silicon Sunset, evolves into a tale of such profound disastrous truth that only reality could be more frightening. With our present society on the verge of implanting chips (and I don't mean potato) under the skin, it's as if Grusky is holding a prophetic mirror out to us that says the future is now and the enemy is us. In a generation where we can quote what the lizards said in the latest beer commercial, but have no idea nor care about what the future holds, I applaud you Mr. Grusky for showing us the truth... before the stones start to fly.

                                                —Gint Janulaitus
                                                   Los Angeles, California

"Grusky sends a powerful message with his new novel, Silicon Sunset. Be afraid, be very afraid--of the Internet, that is. Grusky's book describes the world of the 21st century, where the Internet has consumed human beings so much that they forget how to think with their own minds."

                                                —Tiffany Miller
                                                   PALISADIAN POST

Silicon Sunset is one of those possibly prophetic science fiction novels that could well serve as a benchmark speculation about the new millennium in general — and the next century in particular... Author Scott Grusky has given us a cautionary tale of the Internet's potential down-side — pain, suffering and a form of ultimate tyranny. Silicon Sunset is highly recommended for readers of speculative fiction and travelers in the strange new lands of cyberspace.

                                                —James A. Cox
                                                   MIDWEST BOOK REVIEW