I finished reading a book today. Don't everybody stand up for that ovation. The rousing round of applause is enough. I started it yesterday, and now I'm done. But I am dissatisfied with my total reading experience.
To put a positive spin on this book...I must say that the title and cover are brilliant (perhaps scathingly brilliant) examples of how to hook a reader. In the immortal words of Wayne and Garth, "Fished in! Excellent!" I fell for it hook, line, and sinker. The cover attracted me, the title made me nibble, and I chomped down when I read the front flap. I grabbed that book off the shelf faster than a flathead catfish grabs a rotten chicken heart off the bottom of the pond.
I began reading. I couldn't put it down. I took it to the movie today to read before the previews started. It was a page-turner. Now that I'm done, I feel bamboozled. Shanghaied. Misled. Buffaloed. Hoodwinked. Duped. Flummoxed. Conned. Swindled. Baited, then given the old switcheroo.
Would I buy it again, based on the title and cover? Yes. Did it engage me, keep me wanting more? Yes. Did it have more red flags that a flag corps convention organized by China, Turkey, and Vietnam? Yes. Did it bring two words to mind, those two words being James and Frey? Yes. Do I find it quite the coincidence that the author was hosting koi shows at Disneyland at the tender age of twelve, and her last name it Karp? Yes. Because as a country gal, I know that a koi is the same as a carp. Which sounds exactly like Karp.
Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice...you're a scathingly brilliant fooler. More power to you.
(Yes, I am aware that I did not give the title of the book.)