What ruins a book? I know this is a terribly pessimistic way to start a blog about books, but it’s what I always ask when the conversation turns to reading. Or I’ll be discussing a book with a friend and they will grimace, and I’ll know what’s coming: “It was alright, until…”
I’ve been here before. True to form, they denounce whatever main character is in operation with a few stock phrases; pompous, pretentious, self-centred, arrogant, narcissistic, s/he doesn’t listen, annoying, the single most infuriating being on the face of the planet.
Well, maybe so.
