It’s been a long time since I’ve actually finished a book. I’ve bought a couple this year but only a few had me pass the middle mark – some have become insignificant after a few chapters while others starts too bland I lost interest before leafing through the third chapter.
The books of Dan Brown, other than being famous for its movie adaptations, have an adventurous plot much like the game of Tom Clancy and Robert Ludlum. I think of it like a hike to a 2000 meter peak with deceiving paths – exhilarating, and the end becomes a dominating experience.
I’m just in the second chapter – I do hope to finish it soon despite the crazy schedule at work. I have to do this more often. The smell of a mint book is euphoric, an opium for the imaginative mind.