Hype, hype, hype, hype...you'd think this novel was the second coming of Christ. Not only is it not nearly as clever as you've been led to believe, it's about as original as an episode of Law and Order. There's one fairly well drawn character who's also a stereotype, the jaded "I could have been a contender" writer of literary fiction who can't give up on his dream of being famous, and I confess that stomping around in this guy's dreary, sadsack world for the first fifty pages did keep me entertained. After that, I progressively lost interest as The Plot became more and more about...plot.

Anyway, all power to Goodreads and its ability to sell books. We're not worthy!