Title: A Disappointment of My Own
Product review: As a long time fan of the works of E. Lynn Harris, I must say I am throughly disappointed. The thready, weak plots were satiated with predictability; the novel (in its entirety) lacked realism. Previously introduced characters existed to no purpose, and brought no identifiable edge to the story. The new characters proved to be shallow and uninteresting. A futile attempt at rehashing sad, real-life events (9/11, Aaliyah's death) left me ultimately bored and a bit puzzled at their ill-placed presence in the story. The "hurried" appeal of the writing style suggests the lack of thought and effort denoted to the compilation of such a farce. The novel leaves much to be desired in comparison to Mr. Harris's previous novels. To the even remotely interested: Proceed with lowered expectations. Better yet, it wouldn't be a bad idea to just wait for its paperback release. This novel will wreak havoc on the inquisitive mind in search of true literary entertainment.
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