I always like a pep talk, so I knew going in that some of the material in "The Power of Less" would be familiar. But I wasn't prepared for Babauta's "gee-whiz, look what I discovered about myself" naiveté. It's like he's the first person EVER to notice the power of living in the present. His insights were so banal as to be useless. I already know multitasking is a myth. I've already streamlined my life. Of course organization is important. I couldn't finish listening to this book, sorry.
Magic is easy. All you have to do is wriggle your nose, or furrow your brow, or think really really hard about making that feather twist in the wind. Somehow, I have trouble believing that the descendants of three children involved in an incident in the 11th century know all about the circumstances as if it happened last week, even though they are meeting, as adults, cousins for the first time. And of course the whole story is really just gift wrapping for some hot sex, which personally I find boring. So mote it be.
I had to give up on this book after several chapters. The heroine is SO clueless, willfully ignoring what's evident to everyone else. And the relationship, no matter how "romantic" it's supposed to be, is based on abuse. I mean, this guy makes her life hell for years just to keep other guys from dating her? Why doesn't he just ask her out? Teenage angst, my foot. This is ridiculous. She doesn't even get in trouble for physically assaulting boys at school. And what kind of dad leaves a 16-year-old girl on her own for months, with a house and car--and next door to her abuser?
Stock characters, ordinary plotting. I can't really remember this book, even though I just listened to it last week. Interesting references to current events and political figures, referencing the presidents of Russia and Syria without actually naming names.
Dave Barry is a funny writer. He writes a funny book with quirky characters. Why does he have to ruin the experience with graphic, gruesome, gratuitous violence--like mutilation for the fun of it? I don't need dark; picaresque is plenty. Love Dick Hill's narration, though. He nails those characters.
I like the unabridged versions of the Jack Reacher novels because the repetitiveness is so familiar, like a comfortable old bathrobe. I especially like the passive descriptions: "There was a room. There were blinds on the windows. There was a desk and a chair. A man was sitting on the chair..."
And then there are the lengthy descriptions of simple actions. "The door opened. The door shut. The door opened again. The door shut again. Someone turned the handle. There was a hand on the handle..."
Seriously, there is a strange and wonderful rhythm to Childs's writing. I even liked this book despite that there really was no plot. C'mon, two old guys in a DC townhouse? The denouement has all the punch of a deflated balloon.
But you know what? I'm gonna listen to more of the Reacher books. I like the character, and the nihilism, and especially the comfortable voice of Dick Hill, reading all those passive constructions with great patience and panache.
I quit after the woman, I forget her name, goes home with this guy from a bar and has uninhibited sex...the descriptions goes on and on and on and on. So she's attracted to him. I don't care if he uses a scarlet condom, how stupid can she be to pick up a stranger and take him home? I figured something bad was going to come of it, but apparently this jerk becomes her partner.
Also a lot of vocabulary for otherworldly forms and weapons used against them is unfamiliar. Better to read those words than hear them. I've no idea how to spell them.
The narrator isn't bad, I just am so uninterested in the book.
Most shamans have to study for years to acquire the craft. One near-death experience andJoanne Walker is tripping. After a while, the texture of her visions takes on a sameness.
See previous answer. Character and motivations of the gods kept changing.
Carroll is new to me. I wish she had better pronunciation of the name Siobhan.
In the end, it was not very interesting
Intelligent writing. The cleverness for the most part fell flat. What can you expect from a character who likes Frappuccinos? Starbucks references were as clunky as product placements in movies.
Shallow, transparent 2-dimensional characters.
Nice shading in character's voices
Annoying, stereotypical Marcus
I bought this based on rave reviews and it was disappointing. A lot of courtroom procedure with too many lose ends. I think the TV Perry Mason does a better job, and it only takes an hour. I liked the character development, though, both the client and the lawyer. Other characters relied a bit too much on cliche. ++semi spoiler alert++ i knew the secret about the client's husband from the first time he was mentioned, and Haller (the lawyer) should have too. I kept waiting and waiting for him to tumble to it, and to a couple of other things. For a smart guy, he was could be pretty dense.
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