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March 21, 2007
He writes sentences that are paragraphs and paragraphs that are pages. Two chapters in Mina decided she canít take it anymore. She closed the book and put it on her nightstand, rubbed her eyes and considered her options. The book was highly rated. All the editors of all the papers loved it. She bought it impulsively. Twenty dollars down the flusher. She didnít want to waste but the style was inedible. She choked on it. Each page rambling with extraneous details, lists of descriptions, a Rabelais knock-off with no sense of humor. She decided to give it away; white elephant.