So I am reading this book called Pompeii by Robert Harris. I am about halfway through it, and I really like it.
But, I can’t help wonder about something. Harris is spending a lot of time fleshing out all the characters and building up these mysterious connections between them, and I keep thinking, “what difference does it make, the volcano is going to erupt any time now and they will all die.”
I know, not terribly cheery, but it’s hard not to do that when you know how the story ends before you even start reading.