There are some books that simply beg to be read. "Schrödinger's Ball" by Adam Felber of "Wait, Wait... Don't Tell Me" fame should be one of those books. If you are not a fan of "Wait, Wait... Don't Tell Me," this book might not be for you.\nBut to be honest, if I were not committed to the review, I never would have finished the book. And now that I have finished the book, I will probably just give it an F and walk away after writing only 88 words, right?\nNo. In fact, now that I have finished the book, I might read it again. "Schrödinger's Ball" is one of those books that makes no sense in the beginning, little sense in the middle and hits you with near-epiphany understanding at the end. Now I just have to go back and see if I was dazed and confused when reading it, or if the subtle humor, obscure references and scientific mumbo-jumbo were so well-crafted that it would take a genius to understand everything the first go-around.\nEvery concept in the book is just out of grasp. And now I have given away the meaning of the book.\nIt contains a cast of characters that you never quite knew but that you were positive were a year ahead of you in high school or maybe lived in the next town.\nThe book is about chaos and unpredictability and string theory and love and sex -- let me interrupt to say that there is a good detailed description of a 30-minute orgasm, but sorry, ladies and true gentlemen, there are no instructions given -- and music and cats and rats and Montana -- and yet the book is also about nothing.\nAs I read the book, I kept yearning for Arthur Dent to show up with a towel, muttering "42." (If you don't understand that reference, drop whatever you are doing and do some research. One should always carry a towel.)\nAnd when I sat down to write the review, I did not know where to start or where to end, other than to say that if you don't like this book the first time, read it again. Much like a Rube Goldberg device, -- is that a clue about the book? -- the pieces of the story come together and make it worth your time: both the first time you read it -- to prove that you are a genius, and it all makes sense -- and the second time you read it to decide if you hated it as much as you thought you might ... or did.
Felber's latest novel offers 'Ball' of confusion
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