Book Review #20

Three Junes by Julie Glass

For the first three pages I couldn't read slowly enough, each word was worth savoring. Then I hit a wall.

I wanted to give it the benefit of the doubt since it was a National Book Award winner. Plus, I was stuck on a boat at Lake Lopez and wanted to have something to occupy my attention. It didn't work. Luckily at about the same time I had this realization my father-in-law snapped his wakeboard in half and we were forced to go back to camp.

This type of literature reminds me of my struggle to enjoy a glass of good wine. It seems like the refined sort of thing to do, to enjoy it and reflect on it with wit and wisdom. But if I'm being honest, I just think it sucks. I wish I could have extracted a full boquet of roses, mahogany and chocolate from it but all I got was a pain in my butt.

Time to read before banishing from my presence: 2 days
General consensus: Not for my type of crowd being that we have a quota on metaphors before an author becomes intolerable.