Well, its not that I do not like it, its more of a I just don’t get it. The book is The Names by Don DeLillo. I would set a link to it, but no one has the new cover up yet and the old one is atrocious. Anyway, I started it last week because a friend of mine whose judgement I trust says its great. But I am not feeling it. I read and read but it all feels disconnected to me. I know there is supposed to be some mystical thing about language and there is a murder mystery in there. I just looked at the Amazon link to see what others have said. Here it is. The language is beautiful and I like the characters, but I just don’t know. I feel like I should be really enjoying this book. Its deep and profound and look at what a master DeLillo is at examining American consciousness. But you know what, for me, its not here. I am going to finish it, after all I am almost done. But I can’t wait to be done.