Sally at TKE loaned me an ARC called ELEVEN by English comedian Mark Watson. Early reviewers compare the book to novels by Nick Hornby, whom I adore. NICK HORNBY! I ADORE YOU! Anyhoo, I was waaaaaaaaay excited to read it--which is why I probably ended up liking ELEVEN as opposed to loving it. Sometimes it's hard for a book or a movie to live up to our desires for it.
Still, I appreciated the book's cleverness--Watson takes a handful of random characters and shows how they are connected in surprisingly profound ways even though they don't realize it. He also demonstrates how lives influence one another--how the human community is just one big giant organism. And the last scene? Truly moving.
It's snowing today. Gotta find myself another book. Would you mind posting suggestions? What's the last book you read that you really loved?