A couple of days I finished reading Tracy Quan‘s novel, “Diary of a Manhattan Call Girl.” This novel was recommended by a friend (who is not a call girl ;)) and it was a strange, but good, read.
It was a bit meandering at times. There are a bunch of side stories, of which some are amusing, and others are less interesting. But the main story is so stressful, I felt stressed myself while reading it. It does resolve well at the end, but I didn’t think it would.
I think that’s a compliment to the author, who managed to take me along for a ride and convey some real stress, and then surprise at the end.
An interesting book.
