Not Sure I Can Take It

If Miller goes on and on about the clap for any more pages than he already has, I may just scream out loud and scare everyone in this house!  It may just be me, but I don't see how is this great literature.  There are definitely some parts when his prose is stunning and evocative, but it's not worth wading through the crap it see those few minutes of sunshine.  Only 80 pages left, so hopefully I can wind this up tomorrow and get on to the next book on the list.  I'm pretty certain it will have different (but I cannot guarantee better) subject matter.