I’ve tried reading Julian Barnes a couple of times now. Last fall I picked up a hard copy book The Lemon Tree and gave it a try. I made it about 25 pages in and decided that I really wasn’t enjoying it. I put it down and never picked it back up.
When I saw The Sense of an Ending in audio book, I thought that perhaps trying a different format would help.
Nope. I listened to the CD on the drive into Boston and I really wished the whole time I wasn’t on a crazy highway so I could stop and switch to my iPod. I managed to make it through about the first quarter of the book. My impression was the same as The Lemon Tree. If I hadn’t known that the author was an award winning writer, I would have assumed he was a horny teenager.
I’ve read several of the other books that were eligible for the Booker Prize last year and I honestly can’t understand how this book could have won.
I’m done with Barnes. Clearly not my thing.