This novel feels as if it’s incomplete, probably because it was before it was published. Maybe the work was taken from him out of desperation of publishing something. The use of language of detailed but the writing is sloppy. For me, towards any ol’ amateur writer, I would’ve frowned upon this but for some reason I am quite fond of it. Maybe I put him on a pedestal because he’s the first author I’ve outwardly seeked for myself, or maybe I it’s because I relate to his writing. His style of thinking it’s similar to mine, the only difference is I’m not shy of sentiment.