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A review by k1v990
I Am No One by Patrick Flanery
1.0
I received a copy from Library Thing in exchange for an honest review.
I rarely write reviews for books I do not finish, probably because I rarely leave books unfinished, but I just cannot get through this novel, which is disappointing to say the least.
I was highly intrigued by the description that was given for this book. I thought perhaps it was a psychological thriller and it was going to contain numerous fun twists and turns, leaving you guessing 'til the end. Neel Mukherjee promised it would, "... get under your skin, leave you jittery and unsettled, and have you looking over your shoulder." Yet, all you get is long-winded inner monologues, random thoughts that become seven page essays, run-on sentences, and zero plot. Unsettled? Yes, but only by how tedious it was. And I looked over my shoulder... for a better book to read.
This novel had a lot of potential, as there were a few times it finally delivered a bit of what it promised, but then the narrator would bore me again with his mundane stories. I made it halfway through, but I have reached my limit and must desist.
I rarely write reviews for books I do not finish, probably because I rarely leave books unfinished, but I just cannot get through this novel, which is disappointing to say the least.
I was highly intrigued by the description that was given for this book. I thought perhaps it was a psychological thriller and it was going to contain numerous fun twists and turns, leaving you guessing 'til the end. Neel Mukherjee promised it would, "... get under your skin, leave you jittery and unsettled, and have you looking over your shoulder." Yet, all you get is long-winded inner monologues, random thoughts that become seven page essays, run-on sentences, and zero plot. Unsettled? Yes, but only by how tedious it was. And I looked over my shoulder... for a better book to read.
This novel had a lot of potential, as there were a few times it finally delivered a bit of what it promised, but then the narrator would bore me again with his mundane stories. I made it halfway through, but I have reached my limit and must desist.