You know what I don't like? Those chapters that kind of sum everything up for us dumb readers. You know, when we're not smart enough to draw our own conclusions. That's how I read the final chapter or two of this one.The entire book was beautifully written, but the story didn't grab me until I was about halfway through.
I just found myself frustrated that there was some big secret that everyone knew but me. DiSclafani is great with words, but I was feeling left out - I wanted to know the secret, damn it. And she almost made me wait too long to find out. I didn't get the feeling that I was being led to the answer, I had the feeling she was toying with me instead. And I was like, "Fine. You don't want to tell me? Then I don't care."
Then I stuck my tongue out at her.
