David
Flabby writing with an excess of small, trivial detail that adds nothing to the story. Makes it feel very sloooow. It's also very repetitive - eg when stuff that has been mentioned earlier in the book becomes relevant again, it isn't just hinted at, it's retold in detail, so it feels like the author is treating the readers as idiots.
The maths stuff is supposed to make Dee seem interesting and quirky but it feels bolted on and irrelevant except to provide a hook for pseudo-philosophical analogies and musings that are trite rather than profound. And the drip-feeding of hints about Dee's past is irritating rather than intriguing. Almost as irritating as the short chapters, which feel more like scenes in a screenplay than a novel.
I persisted with it mainly because it's a very easy read so didn't require much of a time commitment.
Flabby writing with an excess of small, trivial detail that adds nothing to the story. Makes it feel very sloooow. It's also very repetitive - eg when stuff that has been mentioned earlier in the book becomes relevant again, it isn't just hinted at, it's retold in detail, so it feels like the author is treating the readers as idiots.
The maths stuff is supposed to make Dee seem interesting and quirky but it feels bolted on and irrelevant except to provide a hook for pseudo-philosophical analogies and musings that are trite rather than profound. And the drip-feeding of hints about Dee's past is irritating rather than intriguing. Almost as irritating as the short chapters, which feel more like scenes in a screenplay than a novel.
I persisted with it mainly because it's a very easy read so didn't require much of a time commitment.