This is the only book I've ever thrown across the room upon completion. I wanted my 30 minutes of life that I'd spent reading it back. I'd like to believe that this novel (and I use the term very loosely) is a colossal joke that only Richard Bach gets, but I think that's giving Bach too much credit. I can't believe anyone would ever find this simplistic piece of fluff motivational, inspirational or enlightening.If I hadn't also forced myself to endure American Psycho (around the same time period, in fact - I must have been in a masochistic frame of mind then), I would rate this the worst book I've ever read.