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The Wild ThingsBy Dave Eggers
I started reading this yesterday after two weeks of Infinite Jest and in desperate need of a light read. I browsed my shelf, looking for an unread book, and picked this up. I decided to read a few pages first, but this book, it turned out, was a total page-turner. Once I started reading it, I could not put it down. It may be due to its beautiful simplicity, which I terribly missed, and how it reminded me of a time when I was young and confused and how I wanted everyone to think that I was the center of their universe.
It’s funny because Max, the protagonist, gets so heavily disturbed after learning about the sun and how it’s bound to die someday. Which to me, greatly shadows his worries about his own family and how they have seemingly lost all interest and trust in him.
This is not the usual Dave Eggers kind of book and it’s totally okay. You won’t even mind the absence of his colorful language. I enjoyed every minute spent reading this and would probably reread it when I’m in the mood for yet another rumpus with Max.

The Wild Things
By Dave Eggers

I started reading this yesterday after two weeks of Infinite Jest and in desperate need of a light read. I browsed my shelf, looking for an unread book, and picked this up. I decided to read a few pages first, but this book, it turned out, was a total page-turner. Once I started reading it, I could not put it down. It may be due to its beautiful simplicity, which I terribly missed, and how it reminded me of a time when I was young and confused and how I wanted everyone to think that I was the center of their universe.

It’s funny because Max, the protagonist, gets so heavily disturbed after learning about the sun and how it’s bound to die someday. Which to me, greatly shadows his worries about his own family and how they have seemingly lost all interest and trust in him.

This is not the usual Dave Eggers kind of book and it’s totally okay. You won’t even mind the absence of his colorful language. I enjoyed every minute spent reading this and would probably reread it when I’m in the mood for yet another rumpus with Max.