

Oof! 😳 I really did not like this book. And I LOVE John Irving. This is the eighth of his novels that I‘ve read and I didn‘t feel any spark. I found it unnecessarily repetitive and the constant use of descriptors instead of a pronoun irritated me (“the future writer”, “the former river driver” “the Mexican house cleaner”). And I hated Ketchum. I will still keep reading Irving, you can‘t win ‘em all. This one just was not for me. Womp Womp.