45th book of 2019
Came into this book with a strong recommendation from a friend thinking that I would get a novel similar to Foundation or Childhood’s end. Instead it was a collection of short stories, pretty depressing, confusing, unbelievable, or all three. Considering all the higher ratings from people I respect, that must be some sort of literary value to this book that I’m missing, or some higher art form that I should enjoy, but I just haven’t been able to get into it. Bailing.