Freedom
My bookclub finally got me to read Freedom by Jonathon Franzen, and that is what I’ve been slogging through for the past week. I never would haven chosen to read this book on my own, despite all the hype. Almost 600 pages later I feel that I wasted a good many hours of my life reading it. Tedious is the word that keeps coming to mind. Is this the great American novel? I really really hope not. I found it…