The Ninth Hour, by Alice McDermott

I’ve rarely been as excited to finish a book, though not for the best of reasons. Still, you can’t appreciate a good book without reading a bad one. This book was not poorly written, exactly, but it was painfully boring. I wanted desperately for it to finish as the story lagged along, and it provided very little for me to care about, hence the two-star rating. As I reflect on the book, I don’t see a point in its story and cannot understand how it won an award or even got published.

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