crazy book

Just finished it. About the mentalist, remember? Sheesh, what a ride. One of the better books. Surprising things kept popping up. Because I've read thousands of books, yet this one kept me guessing. It was like an onion. Layer after layer of lies and deceit. Who is bad? Who is good? You're right. You're wrong. It was crazy! It was like riding a bucking bronco. Like a house of mirrors. I'm confused. Have to think about the story. And I always wondered where writers write. Well the author said he writes on a commuter train. I don't know if I'll reread this book. It's like assembling a rubix cube. And I'm not good with puzzles.