i’ve spent most of the afternoon lost in “the invisible circus.” i am hell-bent on finishing this slightly predictable and tremendously disappointing novel by jennifer egan.

i picked it up on a fluke at the used bookstore awhile ago. i loved egan’s “look at me” so much i thought i would enjoy “the invisible circus” too. i was wrong. but, i must admit, i am not so disgusted i’m willing to toss it aside. perhaps there will be some last minute redemption.