I really like John Irving novels. I like how they have no real plot, that they’re just sprawling histories of an individual, or a family, and that he sucks you into these peoples’ lives over the course of 500 pages or so. While The Hotel New Hampshire was not my favorite of what I’ve read of Irving’s so far, I still enjoyed it and the themes that he tends to hit on again and again. “Human beings are remarkable – at what we can learn to […]