As a librarian and someone who has been devouring books nonstop since childhood, I really had high hopes for "The Lost Art of Reading" and what it had to say. Unfortunately, what I found instead was a very unfocused book that meandered aimlessly and would not let up with a near-constant barrage of references to other authors. It felt like any message that was supposed to get to me was hopelessly overwhelmed by the rambling writing style, and the incessant name-dropping that ended up unintentionally giving this all a distractingly pretentious tone. Even as I write this, I still don't have any grasp of what important lessons about reading were supposed to be imparted. For a book that tries to touch upon so much in its musings, it ended up actually saying very little, if anything.