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week, which I extended in nearly a month. Sebastian Faulks

Ufff, skończyłam. O mamusiu, jak ja się namęczyłam. W takim zagonionym okresie, jak mam teraz (nie będę się powtarzać, możecie sobie poczytać TU ), powinnam była wybrać książkę z jednym bohaterem, góra jedną rodziną, plus kontr-bohaterem, kilkoma postaciami pobocznymi i szlus. Ja po prostu mam tak wygnieciony mózg w natłoku myśli, faktów do zapamiętania, rzeczy do zrobienia na już, na wczoraj, że dodatkowe obciążenie skutkowało przegrzaniem zwojów. Wiele razy musiałam wracać kilka chapters, because when you return to the book the next day, I had no idea what I was reading the previous evening.
And all by Sebastian Faulks and his greed.
Although his story takes place over a week in December (there's is not about Christmas, it's not Love Actually, not firing up), so just 7 days, but it compensates for a multitude of heroes mizerność time shares.
And yes, we read about the stock market speculators, cold robot to make money with cool British in the role of wife and knocked down on the head, completely pogubionym son, who is an autonomous co-hero, with a separate history. There is also a young girl who runs the subway train, loves to read, lives with his brother, for a total heap of misery just about does not yet know the real life leads in the subway tunnels, and later in the program offering virtual alter lives. For this lawyer early in his career, which is handling the case of suicide in the subway, which is contested by family and classified the case for damages because of an accident due to negligence. There is also a Polish footballer after the arrival to one of the clubs in London. And literary critic, who also wrote something. Few? There is also a Pakistani, whose family runs a factory pickles, self-made, to everything we have come, the parents are about to receive an award, any order, at the hands of Queen in the palace, and how, and Little Son (here again, the family is a hero and son on separate too) comes to the mosque for meetings and prepares bombing. Rolling a bunch of other people who do not really claim that they are like massa tabulette must be to somehow cobble together a story, but there is nothing to get used to them. Nihil novi. With that in this mass of characters, I do not know if you read just about any old answering machine with fax, or she will be just the main character, and therefore devoted to these people more attention than it deserved, and this tormented me so much that I wanted to cry, so I was confused. Do not think you are, so I gave without a fight, but when I forgave, because I thought - and I got you, this is an insignificant figure, it is this man and then sailed out there in an important moment, and when it seemed that there was no whip This will definitely play first violin, disappeared somewhere, and it was not for the rest of the novel (like the one mentioned footballer).
Quite frankly, at this napaliłam novel as the jagged military biscuits, but really it's not me, not enthused, nor gave me the rest, no advantage. The author introduces a mass of people to their history, and then over them is not there. It is like a sort of overlap, but without exaggeration, not so that everything is an excuse. Have not had to deal with, and perhaps never with such chaos in the book. I know those who liked it, but I do think it a waste of time and satin, is much better. The only thing that weapons of this novel is a great elegance of language and smooth style. But the structure crumbles. I am glad that I przywaliła not. Although

.... strangely enough, I could not put her infinite. So maybe something in it but it is a time for me to just not too good for such a multitude of cards wywalające novels? Do not take a look, because I certainly will not be read a second time. But the question banging my head, do not deny it.