Alice Munro is one of those writers that other writers love, so I felt like I should get acquainted with her work. But every time I tried to read this book, I lost interest after the first few pages. I couldn't even tell you one thing about them. I don't know why I don't connect with her style, but it's time to stop trying. I feel like I'm forcing myself to listen to jazz -- I'm sure it's brilliant, but it's not for me.
DESTINATION: Goodwill, unless someone from my family snaps it up before the weekly "Goodwill bag" leaves my house :)
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