I don’t quite know what to make of this book yet. There doesn’t seem to be any sort of plot; all of the events are random, and they could probably stand independently. As for the writing style, most of the sentences are choppy; they don’t flow very well, or they don’t flow at all. At first, I didn’t think the dialogue would be a problem without the quotation marks because Joyce identified who was talking. But some parts of the dialogue made it really hard to figure out what was going on and figure out who was talking to who.