This
book for the most part was enjoyable.
The character’s life story that although wasn’t extraordinary, I felt
intrigued to learn more about his story the further I read into the book. The ending was definitely my least favorite
part. The title sums it up very well;
the author leaves you during one of the most exciting parts of the story with absolutely
no sense of a good ending. While I don’t
need a perfect happy ending to the novels I read, I hate abrupt endings. They make me feel as if the author just
stopped caring about his work, and finished early and then gets praise for
writing a creative ending. It isn’t fun
to read an entire story about a character, and then come to the conclusion that
a letter he wrote when he was 20 ended up causing his best friends suicide, and
it took the main character 40+ years to figure it out. It really upset me that I wasted a lot of
time reading about a sad old dude who ends up sadder than when he started. I had really been rooting for the main
character to come up big in the second half of the main story, but he fell amazingly
short. Anthony’s life seemed so
polarized that I feel he maybe was bi-polar.
He kept telling himself that he was just an average dude, and he
convinced himself that he was a bad guy who had failed at a lot of things in
his life. If you live life constantly
comparing yourself to others, you will be miserable. I felt that he needed to go to church and
learn something positive for a few days.
If you don’t believe in yourself, or love yourself, you can’t believe
and love others as well. He hyper
focused on his wrongdoings, and I felt that this made the story all the
worse. I felt he was just going on and
on about his past, with very little regard for a positive future. Maybe the British are into books about sad,
lonely, old dudes, but not me. Hopefully
this guy gets a grip and stops judging himself.
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