[hinkley]

In college I let my roommate borrow a copy of a fairly long fantasy novel with a lot of scene building and heavy on foreshadowing. He returned it the next day and asked for the sequel, which is how I learned he was a speed reader.

I was appalled. Part of the book was wondering what every obscure comment five hundred pages ago meant and whether it would come back to bite people. It was like a murder mystery without the murders. If not for the anticipation, other bits if the story arc were actually a bit weak (like many authors, they don’t want an editor but desperately need one).

I never did figure out what he was getting from the story when he was getting through them in three or four hours.