For the record, I wanted to like this book. I really did. I even had it on my list of books to read because I thought it sounded interesting. But alas…
It’s not a particularly badly written book. It’s just really boring, and I was unable to really connect with the narrator and his constant reminiscing of the past, nor have I ever lived in Montreal (though I can certainly see how a Montrealer would appreciate all the references). I also found it grating how every guy was introduced as “beautiful.” Really? Couldn’t use any other adjectives?
Anyway, I only managed to get about halfway before I gave up (I nearly gave up on several occasions but pressed on because the book just happened to be there and I needed something to read), so that’s why I cropped the photo to half the book.
This was the first book in recent memory I’ve given up on. Sigh.
I’m interested in the different countries on Pluto!
Then you should read Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland!