I like to live life with few ambitions - it means fewer dissapointments. So it was quite out of character - not to say foolhardy - for me to form and then announce an ambtion read all the Booker shortlisted novels before the judges pronounced. I didn't want to guess the verdict - I just wanted to form my own opinion, uninfluenced.
Within days, of my announcement, the judges made theirs - and I was only a few books in (February and Andrea Levy's The Long Song). It slowed me right down, to the extent that it has taken me a full week to read Paul Murray's Skippy Dies, and I'm now placing the rest of the shortlist on hold, and taking a break with something else.
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