When I picked up “A Certain October” by Angela Johnson, I was looking forward to an inspirational book. The book is full of detail and meaning, like when the main character Scotty gets in a tragic accident that puts her younger brother in bad shape, she blames herself. But I didn’t understand exactly why. I felt like it was lacking something.
I got lost in the demanding, detached writing. I was so overwhelmed with the book’s meaning and became too focused on understanding the book that I didn’t enjoy the potential inspirational story of the book. I feel like spending time on the book was a somewhat a waste of my time.
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