The Bone Clocks

Once again, a David Mitchell book that seemed pretty fascinating at the beginning, but ran out of steam before the end. I don't know what it is - maybe my devotion to the novel as a form? - but I had the same disappointing experience here as I did with Cloud Atlas. The chopping of the narrative into separate sections seemed forced, and just interrupts my reading process in a weird way.

At least we were spared the wild stylistic differences of Cloud Atlas?

Noted on April 28, 2015