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Tan Pooi _udrey_an — Wow-what can I say? Mack's daughter was kidnapped while on a camping trip and they did find her bloody clothes but not Missy. One day he got a letter from "papa". That's what his wife, Nan, called God. He followed the instructions about meeting at the Shack, That's where many questions were answered! Each paragraph made you think and wonder about our every-day lives and how we live.

Michał Janiszewski michaljaniszewski — I laughed a lot for the first few pages of this book, and then didn't laugh for the final 80%. Augusten Burroughs' struggle with alcoholism was not really a laughing matter, although it was definitely an interesting read. I have to say, however, that i didn't really believe he meaned it at times. Like he sort of disconnected from what was happening and just told the story. Which is not to say I don't believe he genuinely struggled with the disease....I guess I feel like he skipped straight from "I hate rehab this place is such bullshit" to "I've been here for three weeks and am loving it". What happened in between?

Carlos Eduardo _arlos_einales — I absolytely loved this book!!!!It is amazing, and I agree with the comment from Stephenie Meyer for this book!!!!I recomend it to everyone!!!

Laurie Messenger _aurie_essenger — I'm a little biased against quest books simply because they don't have much to say about life as it actually is: it's tempting and destructive to act as though we're in the service of simple narratives. But the quest bits here weren't particularly interesting compared to the moments of self-discovery or existential crises or just human interaction, and neither were their outcomes particularly successful or their goals particularly meaningful. And while that meant I sort of slogged through the dungeons and combat scenes, etc., it was a brave choice on the part of the author to make a significant chunk of his novel intentionally pointless. Grossman is mostly concerned with the platitude that one is responsible for carrying one's happiness around inside one's self, but seems to come to the conclusion that either you're an oblivious child playing in a sandbox or life is going to be dissatisfying. Five stars for subversive ambition, three for writing quality, one for making me feel like shit. Rating is an average.

Abdou Gamal mounirian — I think I was too young to have read this book when I did, and probably missed half of its meaning. Somehow I still enjoyed it though. Definitely worth revisiting.

Miranda Mccarthy londonbird — With little/know knowledge of the stock market when I read it, this book was a very practical, very readable introduction.

Sergio Sarroca serges — this book is incredible

Nadim Hussain nh12 — This is one of those unusual books to which I believe I would have a different reaction had I read it instead of listened to it. 4 stars in audio form. Turns out I love Barbara Rosenblatt's voice. I’m not sure I would have finished the book had I picked it up to read in the conventional sense. Rosenblatt voices Renee, the high culture-loving concierge in a Parisian apt bldg who reads Kant for the fun of it. These passages I enjoyed--rapturous discussions of philosophy (though I expected more philosophy) and art, even if it's not art I'm nuts about (Mozart and Tolstoy--I'm more a Philip Glass-style snob. However, Renee’s favorite opera is Purcell’s Dido and Aeneas, and there I am in utter agreement.) The second character, the precocious Paloma, I found simply absurd and irritating. The book's patronizing adoration of Japan was irritating, too. What I enjoyed: the exercise of competing philosophical positions; the gorgeous turns of phrase; the discussions of sashimi and madeleines; the anti-elitism; the scene in the psychiatrist’s office. The philosophy: to the extent that I follow this, the book explores phenomenology—the study of consciousness—(which asks Qs such as: Does the fact that I am thinking about "thinking about experience" change the experience? Or the thinking? Do we "constitute" objects by how we see them –i.e., is an object's essence established in the relation between the object and the perceiver?) Presumably, consciousness is affected by the object of its gaze—which is the basis for the high art argument: we think differently based on what we think about. Subjectivity is malleable, even fragile, and what we feed our brains matters. Though Paloma and Renee are supposedly soul-sisters (and in their self-determined superiority over others, they are) in fact I see them as quite different in respect to the category of ‘experience’: Paloma, child that she is, requires a demonstrable, experiential justification for living. Renee, whose life has no obvious justification, simply is, and enjoys what pleasures she can extract from life outside of her work. Did I need a novel to explore these ideas? No. Again, what I really like is Rosenblatt’s flair for infusing words with drama. She reads each sentence precisely as it would be spoken. I can imagine her style is not to everyone’s liking—she’s a bit precious—but I found her reading style both soothing and engaging. A note on audiobooks: I’ve only just started listening to audiobooks in a serious way, and it is quite obvious to me that listening to a book is a different intellectual experience than reading it, though I’m not sure I can articulate that difference at this point. The reader has an amazing impact—I know that some books are impossible for me to listen to, based on who is reading. (David Sedaris is ruined for me by the audio experience, for example.) Most non-fiction thus far I cannot process as easily. But is that because much non-fiction is read by weak readers who cannot understand the ideas they are describing? More anon.