Ugh—I should’ve given up while I was ahead, or used the same app I used to slog my way through Ulysses. This was the longest 215 pages of my life.
I actually broke down for the last chapter and found an audiobook version from my local library to listen to at 1.25x speed while sorting data and stuff at work. So, at the very least I can say I enjoyed the Irish accents for that portion of it and the Whaley last name shout out about 75% of the way through 😀
Continue reading “Book 885: A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man – James Joyce”
This was a perfectly lovely, low-angst Chrismukkah fake boyfriend MM Holiday Romance.
Oof—I was not a fan of this one. It had so much potential but just fell flat for me. I’m glad I passed on the review request when I first got it, but somehow forgot about it and grabbed it from Kindle Unlimited when I needed a book to fill a gap between review copies.
When this one came in to my inbox I didn’t jump at it.* I was drawn to the veteran storyline and the other protagonist having lost his son recently, but Easton isn’t an OMG must read even though I enjoyed her Clyde’s Corner series.