Five words from the blurb: retired, memory, imperfect, insight, past
The Sense of an Ending is a quiet, reflective book and if you know me then you’ll immediately hear the alarm bells ringing. This book has virtually no plot and, unlike the fabulous Anne Enright, Julian Barnes failed to to engage me in his slow tale.
The story is seen through the eyes of Tony, a retired man who is suffering from loneliness and the depressing knowledge that his life won’t go on forever. He reflects on his life, worrying that he hasn’t achieved anything noteworthy.
There are some plot elements, but I wont explain them here for fear of spoiling this brief book; all I can say is that they didn’t excite me.
On a positive note The Sense of an Ending is quick and easy to read. There are also lots of little snippets of wisdom.
The less time there remains in your life, the less you want to waste it. That’s logical, isn’t it? Though how you use the saved-up hours…well, that’s another thing you probably wouldn’t have predicted in youth. For instance, I spend a lot of time clearing things up – and I’m not even a messy person.
I can see why this made the Booker long list, but I’m probably just too young to appreciate this sort of book.
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