Last night I finished the book
Him Her Him Again The End of Him and it was, uh, a waste of time. The writing was competant, but pretentious. The humor, much lauded all over the book jacket, was forced and not terribly funny. The narrator/protagonist was tedious and non-likable. The plot was dull and barely existent.
At least it was a fast read.
Started
How to Be Good. Here's hoping it's time well spent. Not that I'm doubting it will be. I'm just a little pessimistic re: books right now.