A Disjointed, Incoherent Mess

This is probably the most incoherent book I have ever read. Its not really a book, it is a series of disjointed thoughts and scenes. Most of which make little sense. An editor and a ghostwriter should've been used. The author notes a variety of emotions. There is endless tea drinking, chocolate eating and snips of advice. If you are expecting a sexy and titillating memoir, this is not it. The author tries to describe points of her life and it comes out like an art house film that makes little sense. The only portion that I could follow is progress with a patient, since we got whole sentences that actually made sense some of the time. In between are snips of comments from work that are so short, you don't know where they fit in half the time. The last chapter called Mario, is a disjointed mess. If you enjoy flowery writing than this book is for you. I prefer coherent sentences and thoughts that the reader doesn't have to waste time trying to figure out. I read this book using immersion reading while listening to the audio book. The narrator could do little to make sense of this mess. A waste of time.
There is a romance book written by Jessica Garcia la called the Surrogate that explores this subject and gives a good deal of information about the field of study and what it entails, besides being an erotic romance. Read that instead. I'm hoping the other book by Cheryl Greene (who Helen Hunt portrayed) is much better.

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