One hundred years of Solitude

My dear Mr. Gabriel Garcia Marquez
I acknowledge and agree with all the reviews made by all these distinguished critics - you have an amazing grasp of vocabulary from which you can bring out the most minute of details and provide it in the most amazing prose. I will go to the extent of even saying that if you were given the chance of writing about a single scene of an Indian picking his nose in the crowded bus stand of an arterial road in a small town, you would be able to write 200 pages for that alone! My good man, please stop going round and round so much entwining each and every detail into so much that your characters in the novel themselves seem to have become dizzy and fallen down! :D
Its definitely an entertaining start but as you go on, its soon becomes a story of nothingness... enjoy it for the way he can twist and provide details... but do beware that you'll grow numb after a certain point in time.

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