Billed as a “madcap novel” this book contains way too much character business “And then I climbed the stairs…” “The elevator doors pinged open…” If this book were a film it would be overlong by at least 30 minutes and, ultimately, it all gets wrapped up in the last 10 pages which the author ends by preaching that we should follow our true selves and be with a passion. First person writing is no excuse for bludgeoning your reader with your personal life philosophy.