Brisk
Like we said in our discussion of Tone, Doctorow's Little Brother just keeps moving along. And by "moving" we mean "hurrying," and by "hurrying" we mean "racing like a Nascar."
All the dialogue helps, as do the many emails and blog posts that get quoted. Don't believe us? Take this scene between Marcus and Ange:
"Why are you like this?" she said. "Why aren't you willing to be the guy who was brave enough to get all this started?"
"This isn't brave, it's suicide."
"Cheap teenage melodrama, M1k3y."
"Don't call me that!"
"What, M1k3y? Why not, M1k3y?"
I put my shoes on. I picked up my bag. I walked home. (15.118-123)
This is a book about people needing to communicate quickly. And because of that, its narrator makes sure we quickly get to the point, whether it's understanding how jamming works or why he decides to support his local coffee spot. (Hmm. Maybe it's all those cups of Turkish coffee that make this narrator such a speedy storyteller.)