Hotel World by Ali Smith: This book is distilled insanity. It’s told from the more or less stream-of-consciousness points of view of five women whose lives intersect in a certain hotel: a dead teenager trying to remember her past, her sister working through her grief, a self-absorbed journalist, a bed-ridden invalid, and a barely coherent homeless woman. I wish I could explain the plot, but there really isn’t one – just snapshots of life that happen to overlap a bit. That said, it was kind of a fun read in places. The ghost’s manic descriptions were fun, the journalist’s ignorance was amusing, and some of the writing style was novel. Plus, it was short enough that I never felt overtaxed by any one character – save the sister, whose entire chapter contained no punctuation. That was exhausting to read.

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