Review forthcoming in Tekka. An artless novel about the software industry, set in the mid 1980's, in which the narrator -- undoubtedly modeled on the author's younger self -- is nearly the only character treated with sympathy or kindness. The technical details are right, and explained rather well. I correctly guessed the nature of the bug half-way through the book, but I understand why the characters didn't find it sooner. The author, alas, is less generous than I.