I picked up this book thinking it was going to be a bit about slowing down and 'noticing' things to improve my personal perspective on things. By the middle of the book, my perspective on "The Noticer" was dim. In the last chapter, I was throwing the book across the room, scrunching my hair thinking "I could've done this." It was a more than disappointing read.

Andy Andrews has an inviting writing style, more like listening to an old friend (albeit sometimes a know it all, annoying friend), but I found the other elements of the novel dismal. The characters were not believable to me. I wondered if any of them had a backbone to just stand up to someone invading their personal lives with unsolicited tidbits of advice. Half way through the book, I could tell what was going to happen, so when it did end up in this super tidy ending that is not realistic, I thought I would drowned in the cheesy oooziness of it all.

In real life, there are no nice tidy endings where everyone wins. Even wise, old sages recognize that and they don't sugar coat it. Not to say that miracles don't happen, but when it came down to perspective, I didn't think this book offered much.