I have to go soon, but I figured I would make a little post before that. I still haven’t been able to finish Air, even though I started reading it over a month ago. It is not the kind of book that you open and cannot close before it’s over. It’s weak.
I suspect I am simply yet to get to the really good parts, but how can you call a book good/engaging if the first half of it drags worse than half solid syrup? I bought it with great hopes, because it has won several reputable awards, the Arthur C Clarke award among others. Besides, the cover is pretty. Hah.
I’ve learned my lesson. Never judge a book neither by its cover nor the awards it has won. Put mildly, Air sucks. Still not as bad as Twilight or The Eye of Argon, though.
What annoys me the most about Air is that nothing ever happens besides people getting drunk, women getting beaten up, some old lady dying, a new type of Internet momentarily flashing before people’s eyes, and the occasional sex. No plot anywhere to be seen. There is an old woman (the same lady who I mentioned dying) living in the head of the protagonist, and while she speaks very often and vividly at first the author seems to almost forget her existence as pages go by. Does not compute.
Also, an extract from the book (a nip on the fingers of the editor, this time): He added an official report to her application. It was a separate file attached to her application. Word repetition, much. A mistake this obvious should have been noticed and eliminated.
That is all I have time for right now. Thank you for reading and so on. : )
Triinu
P.S. I am reading Dorian Gray too at the moment, and it. Is. SO. Gay. 
