Reading, for me, is entertainment and an escape from the real world. But it can also inform and stretch the boundaries of the life I live.
I tried, I really did. And based on the almost universal positive reviews, I'm in the minority. But I really don't get the fuss about this book. The characterization was dreadful, so full of stereotypes that not a single character felt real to me - the passive and childlike, drug-addled mother, the abusive and skeevy boyfriend-of-mother who is also the rich man who owns the town, the cop who is tormented by the one unsolved case, etc. etc. etc. There's even a character who has all the hallmarks of the Magical Negro.
Audiobook, borrowed from my public library via Overdrive. Scott Sowers gives an awkwardly stilted performance as narrator. DNF at 18%, or about 2 2/3 hours in.