Winner of the National Book Award by Jincy Willett
The reviews on the jacket of this novel promised a hilariously funny novel. I can honestly say that I didn’t find any part of it funny. I finished the book, but it was more out of principle than enjoyment.
I’m not sure what else to say. It probably wasn’t the worst book I’ve ever read, but kind of a waste of time. I guess I shouldn’t judge a book by its title; this novel certainly won’t be winning the National Book Award any time soon.