Finally!

So last night I finished the book. I still hate it. In fact, I hate it more. It's nice that it's over, but dang. I wasted part of my life on this piece of crap. I find it very hard to articulate exactly why I despise it so much, which is quite unusual for me. Usually I can easily analyze material and my reactions, and I tend to go off on extremely detailed rants about what I don't like and why. But in this case... I honestly don't know. I think I'm just overwhelmed by the sheer brain-bludgeoning awful of it all.

I'm not sure if I'm ready for a new book club book, you guys.