The Impossible Lives of Greta Wells

Maybe it really is just me, but I am finding it harder and harder to enjoy a novel these days. I started this recently published Andrew Sean Greer book which came recommended by someone in the NY Times (I think), and when I read the first two pages I thought, "wow, I think I am going to really like this book."

And then, about a third of the way in, I found it harder to motivate myself to pick it up to finish it. I did manage to get through it, but it felt like a chore.

I used to think that I liked time travel novels, but maybe the novelty of the idea of time travel has worn off on me, because this and the last few such novels I've read have left my underwhelmed. Perhaps it's that the characters play second fiddle to the plot and leave me feeling flat about them.

I read Anne Tyler's Breathing Lessons over vacation, and while her books are certainly character-driven, I found this one lacking in direction of plot.

Maybe for awhile I will stick with the non-fiction books on my list until a truly worthwhile novel comes along.