A review by asmushy
Waiting for You by Susane Colasanti

1.0

Not a long while ago, I was the kind of person who couldn’t let a book unfinished, no matter how much boring or awful it might be, I made it a matter of life or death, a take on my honor, but now I just don’t give a damn.

The writing made my head hurt, or more specifically the heroine’s (I forgot her name) way of talking, it was hard to follow and I wasn’t in the mood either to decipher and decrypt what she was saying. I couldn’t keep with her and I just gave up, the whole book is narrated in the first person and my patience has limits.

Now I know that when I put a book five times in less than one hour, then it’s my cue for: Not-going-to-finish-it(let alone like it)-even-in-a-million-years. Damn you awesome books for making me this picky and fastidious.