There’s a reason some people win the Nobel and some don’t. There are books you read that’re really good and books you read that’re really great.
This one’s really great. Honest.
It’s kinda a chick story about a life-long one sided love affair. The bad girl keeps popping into the good boys’ life for brief visits over the span of their life constantly re-igniting his never ending lust and love for her over and over again.
It’s kinda like the Time Travelers Wife with the chick driving the bus.
And it’d be timelessly boring except the writing is sooooo fucking good. Translated from the spanish by Edith Grossman it’s lyrical and endearing and constantly cool.
If you’re a guy you want to hate the bad girl but you can’t. It’s that damn good.
And hey, on another note, like anyone cares- a LOT went on last week and I just haven’t had time to digest it all yet and that’s why I’m posting lame shit about books.
But that’s assuming anyone cares.