This book, a loaner from my mother-in-law, turned out much worse than her previous loaner (Middlesex, which I rather liked). Oh well.

The word that keeps coming to mind when I think about how to describe this book is “micro-melodrama”. It wants to be melodramatic, I think, but the stakes are so small and the setting so mundane and the characters so dull and the storyline so plodding… micro-melodrama is all I can come up with. I think it was supposed to be charming chick-lit (a term I abhor).

Bottom line: not recommended in the slightest.

What’s next: I’m reading First, Break all the Rules: What the World’s Greatest Managers Do Differently. I think it’s going to be a pretty quick and engrossing read. I’ve also begun reading What Is Intelligence? but it’s slow-going.