This book is Marmite. Or Vegemite. You’ll love it or hate it. I wanted to love this book. I really did. I mean, I loved the idea of it. But it was just not for me.

I didn’t understand what was happening. I kept finding reasons to do something over than read … which is just not what I want in a book.

I checked the other reviews in the hopes of finding people saying it was hard-going in the first few chapters and then it suddenly clicked out something like that. If that has been the case, I’d have stuck with it. Alas, no.

Based on the reviews, this is it. It starts like this; it stays like this. A lot of people love it. I wish I were one of of them.