I would be lying if I did not say that November 9 was a tad disappointing. 
 I am not sure if I had forgotten the wince-worthy melodramatic voices of the narrators or if this was only present in November 9. 
 Either way, Hoover failed to create an emotional connection between (in this case) the reader and her fabricated characters, which is what I am most surprised at since it was the reason I fell in love with her work in the first place. 
 I did enjoy the Dylan Thomas quotations though...