Book 9: The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins

I think there is a difference between Mystery and mystery. The former is exciting, nail-biting, cannot wait to figure out what is happening – feeling. The later is just something one doesn't know – who, what, when, why, where, how etc. The 'Woman in White' is unfortunately the later. Surprising; considering my penchant for mysteries, melodrama and Victorian England: Maybe, there really is something like too much of a good thing.

The novel was long, boring and at best ok - don't know what the hoopla about the book was all about.

Book 8: The Human Stain - Philip Roth

Do not bother wasting your time reading this book. Words cannot explain how much I abhor this book. The biggest question was "Why?". Why did this book get picked in a top 100 listing? Why can I not find what it is that all the people enthused about? Why did I decide to even read this? Why can I not mildly bonk the author on his head? Why? Why? Why?


The book is supposed to be an attack on political correctness which alone would make one think that it would be an entertaining novel. Well, one would be WRONG. It is boring and monotonous and filled with one dimensional characters. There is something about the characters which seems so whiny and not at all someone you would like to sit next to on a long flight - or even on a short one.

To sum up - bah!