I demand believability even in books about time travel
Tuesday, Jan. 11, 2011 - 20:14

I am reading a book - I won't even tell you what the title is - about time travel and unfortunately it seems that the entire book is made up. The narrator is clearly a liar, telling us things she can't possibly know, details that couldn't have been noted by anyone other than those who were physically present (and the narrator wasn't) and there's no way they kept such copious notes as to include details such as what her glance at him said and what his said back to her and how flushed her cheeks were and what color her sweater was and how is arm was positioned, etc. The book took the author 30 years to write and you'd think that at some point over those three decades he'd realize that his narrator was just making up a bunch of stupid shit and he'd decide to scrap her and go with the third-person omniscient narrator instead. The book would have been a little more believable then.

The author's (or the narrator's) obsession with whipped cream is distracting and is it an Oedipus complex if it involves not the mother but the grandmother?

The book jacket is attractive.