The book was The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt. It had the virality of Dubai Chocolate. The NYTimes loved it. It was on everyone’s list. It won the Pulitzer. But I couldn’t even get past Chapter 1. There is something about Theodore Decker’s tone that bugged the hell out of me, and I just couldn’t get into it. One of these days when I’m stuck on a four-hour layover somewhere, maybe I’ll revisit it.
Ryan Amor 
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