I noticed a seatmate on an airplane flight reading Sara Lawrence-Lightfoot’s book, The Third Chapter, with strong interest for over an hour, so I decided to give it a try. I reached as far as page 49 of this book, and my attention kept wandering, so I put it aside for weeks, and then for good. I wasn’t sure whether the author had made up her mind on how much of the book was personal anecdote and how much was academic. Neither component grabbed my interest.
Shelf of Ennui.