Too secret to me

It is very rare that I give a novel in the first period. This was the case here. Terribly boring digressions than smoking on consciousness, the consciousness of his conscience, you think, you think on reflection it nothing happens. And we can guess where we will end soon. There is also bawdy passages clash terribly, but willingly course, the novel is still not written by anyone! And even skipping entire pages, which is not absolutely annoying for understanding - is avoided just blah - nothing changed, I could not. Lodge, in his early novels were not so interesting. Try the shot, it's still David Lodge, you will see!