#TonyBennett & Me | Tony was also a painter. In the Spring of 1987, he could be seen at midday, donning a smock and erecting his easel under a tree on Farragut Square, a park in downtown DC. Office workers brown-bagged there; I did every day.
One noontime, Tony started singing a cappella, "It Had To Be You." Just a few bars, and when he finished, we shouted "Bravo!" and clapped. Tony smiled big, bowed deeply and went back to his canvas. #RIP
I don't know what went wrong. I'm not usually someone who dislikes a book just because the characters are unlikeable, but I had a visceral reaction towards each one of these people.
The writing is interesting, some of the themes & concepts kept me engaged, but overall everyone is constantly making the worst possible decisions, they don't grow, they don't learn anything, and it just wasn’t for me.
I’d give it 2.5 stars not 1 like the #bookwyrm graphic suggests.
@MagicLike I threaten myself. If you‘re not asleep I’m XX minutes you must get up and do the the task you most don’t want to do. Clean a room, organize an area etc. Works sometimes.
