I guess I just liked her earlier stuff. The concept and conceit of this book is ridiculous. A television writer tries to save her marriage by talking into a magic telephone that allows her to communicate with her husband in the past. Only, none of that matters, because she can’t change the past. If every time she talked on the phone, she changed something or made things worse and had to fix it, that would be an amazing novel. If I had the power, I’d go back and tell past me not to have read this. Also, to have not dated the redhead.
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The fact that you gave this book the same rating as you gave most of the Terry Goodkind books wounds me to my soul. TO MY VERY SOUL.
I am history’s greatest monster.
I can’t click through at work (they block eeeeverything) but I had to say your title made me laugh and laugh.
“It’s like spending time in a washing machine – a story element that involves pugs giving birth to a lesbian relationship and sacs. I don’t want to talk about it.”
Yeah an editor really needed to have gotten out a very big red marker and just x’ed the sh*t out of that pointless sidestory.
(Sorry, I just love me some hate for this atrocious novel)
At first I just dropped by to say that I adore the title of your review, then I realized you were reviewing a Rainbow Rowell book and got even more excited. Then I read your review and am now heartbroken because Eleanor & Park is one of my favorites. I had high hopes for her future books, but now it sounds like she had gone off the twee deep end. Sigh. I’ll just go watch BttF again in honor of its 30th anniversary.