It's not the book, it's me. I made it all the way to chapter three, where the author was with the patience of a saint and very small words, trying to help people like me understand the concept of shapes, and I realized every additional thing I learned was making it worse. Loved the illustrations and the challenge to the way we typically view mathematics, but probably not for people with profound dyscalculia.
It's not the book, it's me. I made it all the way to chapter three, where the author was with the patience of a saint and very small words, trying to help people like me understand the concept of shapes, and I realized every additional thing I learned was making it worse. Loved the illustrations and the challenge to the way we typically view mathematics, but probably not for people with profound dyscalculia.
Fantastically detailed and fascinatingly inside baseball about the political shenanigans of the Vatican viewed through the lens of a compelling main character navigating his own ongoing crisis of faith. I think I loved 95% of this book, but felt the ending was so abrupt. I literally sat there staring at the last pages saying, "Wait, what?" out loud for a beat. That said, still loved the twist, the intrigue, and the pageantry.
Fantastically detailed and fascinatingly inside baseball about the political shenanigans of the Vatican viewed through the lens of a compelling main character navigating his own ongoing crisis of faith. I think I loved 95% of this book, but felt the ending was so abrupt. I literally sat there staring at the last pages saying, "Wait, what?" out loud for a beat. That said, still loved the twist, the intrigue, and the pageantry.