Here is my average routine reading this book:

> Oh god I should probably read more of this damn book
> Ugh this sentence has lasted three pages and said exactly nothing
> oh wow this is actually not too bad
> wait never mind. it sucks.
> maybe theres some beauty in it. but enough reading for now
> wait i only read 5 pages?!?!

The story in this is indecipherable and as i saw in another review, its a type of media that makes the reader feel the pain by actively punishing them for reading it. the language can be very flowery, which started off enjoyable, but became started to feel like wheels spinning, going nowhere. perhaps its best described as an alcoholic book - not in the sense that its a book about alcoholism, but rather its a book that reads as if told by an alcoholic - difficult to understand, occasionally enlightening, gratuitous and grotesque, and left me feeling like i needed a mint after i was done