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Worst. Book. Ever.
on 2 May 2006
I had never actually thrown away a book until I read "The Day John Met Paul." But I figured I was doing the world a favor by taking one more copy out of circulation.
The writing is sophomoric at best, and the author tries to milk as much as he can out of one normal, run-of-the-mill day in Liverpool. What's worse, though, is that he tries to put an air of the mystical into every passage, as if the planets had somehow aligned perfectly on that day.
I, too, was hoping for something magical from the first meeting of Lennon and McCartney. But after reading this, I realized that there was nothing to it. O'Donnell should have realized that, too.