I thought this book, being by E.L.Doctorow, would be really interesting. Nope, it wasn't. I couldn't help thinking 'This is the same author who wrote Ragtime???" I'm one of those people who, having started a book, is loath to not finish it, so I slogged my way through to the end of this one. I was mildly curious to find out where the story was going, what happened to Andrew, what was true, what was imagined, etc., but was disappointed in the results. The final ramblings about Andrew's time in Washington were particularly kind of laughable, and the ending was anti-climactic.
I like a book that I am eager to get back to after pauses in reading. This was not one of those books. I only looked forward to finishing it up as quickly as possible so I could move on to a much more engrossing book. I may have to rethink my self imposed compulsion to finish any book I've started.
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