Evidence that I am finally losing it. (Okay, then. More evidence.)
Was on the bus (where else?) and opened up the book I'm currently reading or, more accurately, struggling with. You might have spotted in my 'What I am currently reading' sidebar that I was complaining about a book by William Trevor in which he seemed to have introduced a wide variety of sub-plots which I was hoping would come together at some point. I knew the novel was all set in Ireland, but apart from that, couldn't see any links at all between the characters or their situations. Chapter by chapter, it just seemed to get even more complicated.
Still, I was determined to persevere. In fact, I was even a little proud of myself for sticking with a postmodern narrative. I'm an English teacher, after all, I comforted myself. I ought to be able to cope.
Opened up to the seventh chapter. A new character, a new story, a new setting.
That was it! I slapped the book shut. English teacher, or no English teacher, I decided I didn't have to keep going if the author wasn't doing his job properly.
And that's when I saw the blurb on the back praising this collection of diverse short stories.