In a world where vows are worthless. Where making a pledge means nothing. Where promises are made to be broken, it would be nice to see words come back into power.
Lullaby is the first Palahniuk novel that I was able to finish, and it will probably be the last. Not that it’s bad. It was good for what it’s worth. The plot was decent and it was a light-read… but for some weird reason I had a hard time reading it on a continuous basis. I had to stop every few chapters or so because it became tiring. Not in the sense that it was difficult to read, maybe the writing style simply didn’t suit my taste. I guess Palahniuk’s books are an acquired taste, something that falls on the “either you like it or you don’t”.