UBC = Unfinished by Choice
As I was listening to this audiobook, I wished for the simplicity of The Old Man and the Sea.
For some reason, this book made me anxious. I was waiting for something (anything) interesting to happen. Instead, I was meeting boring characters, one after the other. I kept asking if there was a point, and would we be getting to it soon?
I removed the third CD from my player after I found myself saying aloud, "Oh, shut the hell up, Frances."
My nickname for this book will be Privileged Annoying People in Paris.