So It Goes

"Joe considers himself a connoisseur of Chablis. If the bottle costs less than $20, he’s tried it and has an opinion on it. If it costs less than $10, he can expound at length about it. If it costs less than $6, he can recite both the front and back labels verbatim, can opine on the wine’s strengths (at that price there are few) and weaknesses (many) and can likely identify it by taste and smell. Joe likes to think there isn’t a Chablis in America that he hasn’t tried at some point, and there isn’t one under $10 that hasn’t made him vomit on multiple occasions."

—from Bright Shiny Morning by James Frey

I’m 195 pages into this book and am admittedly enjoying it—pieces of it appeal to my inherently voyeuristic nature—but I’m anticipating a massive letdown somewhere in the next 300 pages.

Either that or I expect Oprah to kick my door down and rip the book from my hands before giving me a severe beating with a hardback copy of Eat, Pray, Love.