Just finished this highly recommended book (as in its an overall popular book) by Raymond Carver - What we talk about when we talk about love.
In my honest sense, I liked the writing - its crisp and edited. (Supposedly his editor was the magic !!)
What I struggled with is - at least some of the stories I did not fully grasp. They are abstract. More like poems, but also more like an inside joke from the author.
Maybe, it's just me - I am dense.
Unlike other books, where the best stories are early in the book - in this case, its towards the end of the book.
Overall I would rate this 8/10. I know Carver fans will hate me.
I loved the title story - that alone makes it worth the read.
At 135 pages, this is my first book for the year.
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