I've heard wonderful things about both this book and Robinson time and time again, so I was really looking forward to finally getting my hands on it to see what all the fuss was about. Honestly, I wasn't blown away. It took me more than a month to get through this book-- not because it wasn't well-written (it is) or interesting (it is) but it just seemed so slow to me. I think the lack of chapter breaks or real structure was hard to get into, even though it very much fit what this book is (the journal of an aging, dying father to his much-younger son). I still think I'll read more from Robinson, but this one definitely didn't blow me away.