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There. I finished it. It doesn't feel like a waste of time, but I'm also not sure if I "enjoyed" it, per se. There seem to be a lot of inside jokes and references here, and mostly it feels like a book directed at someone who isn't me, like reading someone else's parents' letters to each other. The connections and threads are interesting, but they don't really have significance to me, and I'm usually able to center myself in any story. #tob25

The amount that I read during the symphony last night is not a statement about the quality of the music. (Although it might be an indication of how well I can focus during slower movements. My 15yo asked, "How do you feel about being a fair-weather fan?" Luckily, I can handle being judged by a teenager now that I'm 30+ years from being one.)

Still working on this one. Still not sure why. My Kobo says I have 3.3 hours to go (54% done). I want to know what happens, but I'm a little worried it will feel like I've wasted my time. Not that being comfy with book, tea, and slippers is ever a *total* waste of time.

"...Our Author---likely the greatest author in the world---had organized her books, at least in part, *by color*?"

I'm still not sure about this book, but it does have some amusing bits.

I'm trying to figure out how long I should give this #tob25 shortlist title before I decide to bail. I like the concept, but I'm 9% in, and it's not grabbing me yet. Maybe two more chapters?

Wow did this book suck! Even Molly was frightened of it when I tried to snap her picture with it! The blurb sounded so good, but I could barely care about the characters and the plot was ridiculous in an un-fun way. Beats out Rejection for my new worst of the #tob25 shortlist!

This harness was one of Molly‘s Christmas presents. She hates having her picture taken! We call this chair her throne because it‘s her spot for looking out the window. 😍

What in the world did I just read and why? So far, the #ToB25 shortlist has NOT delivered gems to my reading life. This was weird and I was lost most of the time, though maybe that was part of the point…? Felt like I was wandering in a dark forest, like the cover. Though I did think more about translators and their experiences than ever before. I‘ve undoubtedly missed something so I guess I‘ll learn from the discussion. That ending though!

I had to bail at 50%. I couldn‘t take it. The writing was so pretentious, and it felt like the author was trying so hard. Twice using the word demure to describe the same character‘s face? No thanks. Also, a viola is not a fiddle. A violin is a fiddle, but not a viola. Two different instruments. That was so frustrating, like a quick goog could have taught him they‘re not the same.

Well, this was weird…. A group of translators gather together to translate Irena Rey‘s latest work. They only refer to each other by their languages - this book is written by Spanish but translated by English and I struggled to follow who was narrating. The MC, whoever she was, was also incredibly immature and whingey, or was that as a result of English not liking Spanish?! And the ending? 🤯🤨

I‘m kind of glad I read it though.

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Between a so-so and a pick because I never felt bored though I was often confused and bewildered. I enjoyed the questioning of how and what translators DO, I was intrigued by the devotion of the translators to their Dear Author, I found the animosity between English and Spanish amusing in its presentation. One word I read in a review somewhere calling this “delirium” - it fits! I have no doubt that a “discussion” would find me liking it more.