On all fours, inching through a cascade of blood, he began crawling back toward the stomach.

[oddmonster]

Meg, by Steve Alten:
Jonas adjusted his midwing, decreasing his angle of descent. He hovered twenty feet above the seabed and slowed, waiting for D.J. Spread out below him were row upon row of giant clams, pure white and glowing, each over a foot in diameter. There were thousands of them, lying in formation around the [geothermal] vents as if

Comments

[hardboiledbaby]

There is simply no way reading the book could be more entertaining than this review.

[oddmonster]

/me bows

[mab_browne]

Oh lord. This is one of these 'I read this so that you don't have to' types of reviews, isn't it?

Five minutes, huh? A man's man, clearly....

[little_tristan]

That is some serious shark porn. Thanks for--uh--taking it for the team.;)