This was not at all what I had expected, especially from Mark Twain. If you want to take a chance it's up to you. It was a complete surprise to me. I would not recommend this Book.
I was extremely disappointed. This autobiography is prefaced by the author stating that it might come off as directionless, but that it's done on purpose. Well, it might be on purpose but it doesn't help the sense that it's disarming to the reader and give them that oh i don't know, directionless feeling. The author also warns early on that the anecdotes aren't always going to be about him and aren't always going to hit the high points of his life. They are sometimes going to be about small events with little known persons of disinterest. And he's right about that too. But again, the result is fairly typical in that the reader becomes...wait for it...disinterested.
8 Chapters into the book and I heard more stories about his daughter's version of his biography than his...spelling errors and all...i'm sure his young daughter was extremely important to him and his stories about her are cute and endearing to a point. However, between the chaotic aimlessness of the anecdotes and their "small" subject matter, I often got the feeling that i get when i find myself trapped talking to an elderly stranger, who just goes on and on about his life for no apparent reason. i'm sure those stories are interesting to him and those who actually know some of the persons in those stories. But not me.
After about 2.5 hours i just wanted to come up with some lame excuse so i could walk away from the kindly elderly man and get back to my day. Then i realized i could just hit the stop button and download something else. Unfinished book.
I think i'll stick away from AUTObiographies from now on.
I totally agree with Garrison Keillor in his NY Times Book Review (12/19/10) -- it's a "dreary meander of a memoir." I wonder how many people who put this book so high on the bestseller list actually read more than a few chapters....