How Howie Wants You to Read this Book
To say the least, reading The Mezzanine was an admittedly excruciating experience. Honestly speaking, it was quite difficult for me to adjust to reading a book with this premise. A plot, meaningful characters, twists – everything you come to expect from a typical novel, it's all greatly reduced or nonexistent here. I found myself deriving very little enjoyment throughout the first third of the book. Why do I care about what this random guy has to say about milk, which happens to remind him about straws, which happen to remind him about soda cans, which happen to remind him about the entire history of Western everyday-commodity manufacturing? I wanted something to happen. Maybe he'll get in an argument with his coworker , I would think. Maybe he'll find out his dog just died . I was consistently disappointed when nothing of interest sprang up to the reader outside of his thoughts. I really had to just read Howie ramble. After 1/3 of the ...