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This is a book that never would have made it onto my radar if I weren’t in a book club. Which I guess is why I’m in the club; to “force” myself to read books that I wouldn’t otherwise consider. I think it’s safe to say that if I had never read this book, I wouldn’t have missed much.
I’m not much of a fiction reader, and the fiction I do read tends to be either science fiction or fantasy. I don’t really see the point of writing fake stories about normal stuff. I think I probably read more non-fiction than the average person; if I’m going to read about something that could have happened, I’d rather read about something that did happen. There was nothing spectacular about this book. It was just a bunch of stuff that could have happened to someone, but didn’t.
If that were the only thing I didn’t like about this book, I’d have given it a better rating. It’s not my cup of tea, but it did have its moments. However, I had a really hard time figuring out what was going on in this book. I had to read the Wikipedia page for the book to understand it. The book is a bunch of loosely connected short stories, but the narrative switches between first and third person, and it is not obvious at all that all the main characters are the same person. If it hadn’t been for the middle, third person section, it never even would have occurred to me that all the stories were about the same person. If that was the goal, why not put the whole thing in third person? I also got the sense that the stories were partly autobiographical, which just bugged me that much more that I was reading fiction.