The Glass Inferno, co-written by Thomas Scortia and Frank Robinson, is one of the two novels (along with The Tower) that became the classic disaster movie "The Towering Inferno" (See what they did there?).
Set in an an unnamed Anycity, USA, the book chronicles the traumatic, destructive events of a single wintry evening. The centerpiece of the story is the Glass House - a beautiful-and-controversial new skyscraper.
The reader is quickly introduced to the story's villain: the fire. From ember to blaze to really, really big blaze to ashes, the fire is daringly personified. The authors even use the fire's perspective to introduce each chapter, going so far as to give it a vicious, animalistic motivation. Especially in the early part of the book, when the fire is 'sneaking' about unnoticed, this literary device adds a lot of tension to otherwise dry introductory material.
The other characters (the human ones) are a mixed lot. Even before the fire eats most of downtown Townsville, the residents and visitors to the Glass House are all having a traumatic evening. A local reporter is doing his damnedest to crucify the tower (appropriately for its bad fire codes...), causing a bit of (necessary, if belated) panic. The hero architect is in a professional battle with his boss, the developer, as well as a personal one with his shrewish wife. A clerk contemplates some larceny, a businessman's affair comes to an end, a con man moves in for the kill, a fireman wrestles with career ennui and a maintenance man does his best to drink himself to death. The Glass House is a very busy (and bleak) building.
To give praise where it is due, Scortia and Robinson do a fantastic job fleshing out the entire cast in very little time... even if it is just to roast that flesh from their bones. The authors don't hesitate to narrow their focus in key places, in order to maximize the sense of horror. The flame's many inevitable victims don't go nicely, and even the survivors spend most of the book vomiting and/or inhaling the charred remains of their neighbors. One death - involving a storeroom of melted plastic Santas - is notably disgusting, and has definitely oozed its way to the top of my 'ways not to go' list.
While The Glass Inferno doesn't surprise with its plot - either overall or in any of the little twists - it does with its surprisingly-detailed (and occasionally progressive) characters and its tactical use of horror. The authors take care to keep the reader involved in the action, by constantly reminding them of what is at stake - both the value of life and the horror of (burning/oozing/falling) death.