I read anything that's nailed down, or even just moving slowly. Cereal boxes, candy wrappers, all genres, etc., and I don't always have much time for arbitrary distinctions like literary fiction vs. genre fiction.
I've read two of Cory Doctorow's other books, and I normally like his writing. But I just couldn't get through this one. He and coauthor Charles Strauss do technobabble in this one the way Tom Clancy used to go overboard on the weaponry techspeak in his books. Dense, dense, dense. And I didn't really care about any of the characters, which might have pulled me through it. Disappointing.