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544 pages, Paperback
First published April 10, 2007
And so the evening passed into night and night into early morning and still he slept. It was the sleep of the dead. His life, everything he’d worked for was gone, spoiled forever, and there was nothing left for Brook to do but concede and start from scratch, from the womb. Clear of all thoughts, all worries, all preconceptions and all conventions. Now he could sleep. Now he was nothing. Nobody. No job, no career, no family, no future, and, for once, no past. None of it mattered anymore. To worry about any of it, never mind try to influence it, was futile (228).After this bit of nonsense, Brook awakens like Jesus, rested and restored and full of purpose. Vindictive purpose, it seems, because he So, yeah. Brook is a prick. What’s worse is he’s not even an interesting prick. He’s boring, annoying and prone to long sentimental philosophical musings.