I didn't really enjoy reading "Midnight and I'm Not Famous Yet". There was so much going on in the writing, that I couldn't follow the characters or story. It reminded me of pulpy crime fiction, only adapted for the Vietnam War. At times I felt the excitement and sadness from the narrator, but I didn't relate to him from the beginning, so I didn't really care about his story. It could be because of the writing itself, but it probably has more to do with my differing taste.
To backtrack a few weeks, I did enjoy the story "G-String". It was a simple, light story about how men can underestimate women, and even how women underestimate themselves.
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