Connie Willis's *The Road to Roswell*, published in 2023, is a light-hearted, delightfully clever sci-fi comedy that never takes itself too seriously. In contrast to some of her other work, this is a simple plot, with just enough Willisy twists to keep me interested. A little absurd and whimsical, the characters are real and believable, even though surrounded by the seemingly impossible.

The pragmatic Francie is heading to Roswell, New Mexico for her friend’s UFO-themed wedding — only to be abducted by a polite and extremely inconvenient alien. What begins as a bizarre kidnapping quickly turns into a road trip involving cowboys, conspiracy theorists, and other unexpected, slightly odd travellers. Despite the silliness of the premise, the characters are well-drawn and the dialogue is sharp, and occasionally laugh-out-loud funny.

Thre are no jump-scares, no dystopia, no Alien horror, just a charming, comic

the entire universe sings the praises of god
help me to open to that meeting for worship which is everywhere and all the time
save me from my own sense of right and wrong
but lead me into the depths of wisdom
which

Alex Jones has said a lot of crazy shit and absolutely none of it was as wild as finding out that there's microplastic in the dickmeat.

Yeah OK, the microplastics are getting into algae and stuff, and sea turtles are choking on beer cartilage or whatever, that shit sucks for sure. But pretty el fucking rapido after an interested, concerned, literate person might start to worry about the threat of things going any farther than that, a bored researcher read an article about the most recent method