The writing is clever and witty, but there is such a thing as too much of a good thing. Taking the form of letters written to a couple of male friends, a female cousin, his mother and his grandmother, they reek of "aren't I clever?"-ness and some are amusing. Maybe reading them over the year long period they are written in would be better instead of many pages of them at a sitting. I thought they got old after a while and gave up after a third of the 350 pages.
