They walked south and off the page, leaving no footprints that Saturn could track. There would be no sequel to the sadness. (Plascencia 245)
I’m not sure what to make of this book. I enjoyed the sci-fi element of the novel, yet it failed to keep my interest the whole way through. Once I found out about Saturn’s true identity, Guillermo Samperio’s “She Lived in a Story” instantly came to mind. Something about the author of a book or director of a movie making an presence in their own work has always appealed to me. Quentin Tarantino appearing in Pulp Fiction is another example in film. Somehow, I’m happy there won’t be a sequel to The People of Paper. Overall, I would rate it 3.5 out of 5 mechanical tortoises.