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number9dream
by David Mitchell
I'm reading all of David Mitchell's books in a bid to impress Cecily, whose tastes are worlds more refined than mine. Okay, that's only true on one level. More correctly, I wanted to read [b:The Bone Clocks|20819685|The Bone Clocks|David Mitchell|https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1398205538s/20819685.jpg|26959610] and thought it might be fulfilling if I started from the beginning and understood the shared mindspace, if not world of Mitchell's works. Also, I figured by the time I worked my way through the novel backlog, my library would actually have available copies of the newest book.
My track record with recent British Lit, however, is spotty at best. I'm as likely to be annoyed as I am to genuinely enjoy something or at least appreciate it. Therefore, I was shocked by how good [b:Ghostwritten|6819|Ghostwritten|David Mitchell|https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1320415093s/6819.jpg|1094555] was. I couldn't believe he'd written something that was so ambitious, yet cohesive as a first book. It wasn't completely to my taste, but I could admire how well it was executed.
Not so much, number9dream. I was sitting at lunch yesterday, telling my sister about this book, the weaving in and out of dreams, the yakuza, the adventures of Goatwriter and Mrs. Comb, etc., and she interrupted me to ask what on earth he was on. I laughed and told her a number of the GR reviews had asked precisely the same question, and I had wondered if maybe he'd written this first and published second.
Stumbling through the first two chapters, I was beginning to wonder what I was on. I finally felt like I was finding my ground in Chapter 3, more deftly able to sort fact from dream from vision, and then there's Chapter 4, which I wish had been a dream. How can one be so bored and horrified at the same time? That then devolved into Chapter 5 and the stories of Goatwriter, in which I was just bored. I suppose in an "And now for something completely different" standpoint, I liked chapters 6 and 7. Certainly, I finally found a character I genuinely liked in Ai's roommate, Sachiko (Wait, I don't remember if they ever discussed the kanji. Is the love interest's name really "love"?). Then we hit 8, which I get, sort of, I mean, I probably should go back and review that whole conversation with the witch, because I think I perhaps missed something, and then there's 9. ~shakes fist~
Well, at least I get to read [b:Cloud Atlas|49628|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1406383769s/49628.jpg|1871423] next.
My track record with recent British Lit, however, is spotty at best. I'm as likely to be annoyed as I am to genuinely enjoy something or at least appreciate it. Therefore, I was shocked by how good [b:Ghostwritten|6819|Ghostwritten|David Mitchell|https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1320415093s/6819.jpg|1094555] was. I couldn't believe he'd written something that was so ambitious, yet cohesive as a first book. It wasn't completely to my taste, but I could admire how well it was executed.
Not so much, number9dream. I was sitting at lunch yesterday, telling my sister about this book, the weaving in and out of dreams, the yakuza, the adventures of Goatwriter and Mrs. Comb, etc., and she interrupted me to ask what on earth he was on. I laughed and told her a number of the GR reviews had asked precisely the same question, and I had wondered if maybe he'd written this first and published second.
Stumbling through the first two chapters, I was beginning to wonder what I was on. I finally felt like I was finding my ground in Chapter 3, more deftly able to sort fact from dream from vision, and then there's Chapter 4, which I wish had been a dream. How can one be so bored and horrified at the same time? That then devolved into Chapter 5 and the stories of Goatwriter, in which I was just bored. I suppose in an "And now for something completely different" standpoint, I liked chapters 6 and 7. Certainly, I finally found a character I genuinely liked in Ai's roommate, Sachiko (Wait, I don't remember if they ever discussed the kanji. Is the love interest's name really "love"?). Then we hit 8, which I get, sort of, I mean, I probably should go back and review that whole conversation with the witch, because I think I perhaps missed something, and then there's 9. ~shakes fist~
Well, at least I get to read [b:Cloud Atlas|49628|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1406383769s/49628.jpg|1871423] next.