I’ve enjoyed every single novel I’ve read by Brennert, and while I always buy them as soon as I see them, they tend to end up lost in my unread stacks of books for months at a time. I think this may be because as much as I know I can depend on a solid, reliable and informative novel, he is also comfort food. The narrative and the people will face challenges, and generally, overcome them, even if they face loss and years of struggle. He’s great at providing description and bringing a setting to life, making the reader want to travel to Hawai’i or, in this case, an old amusement park in New Jersey. In essence, he’s a writer you save for when you want a good read that spans years, but when you don’t necessarily expect something groundbreaking. Once again, he succeeds in delivering a good novel that just seems to completely encapsule the time and place he is describing, though I also think that this one is even more about the place than the characters. Compared to Rachel and Jin of Moloka’i and Honolulu respectively, the Stopkas don’t leave much of an impression. They are merely a way to chronicle the park, and its various colorful people, rides and concessions. Full review.