The Tattooist of Auschwitz - Heather Morris
It isn’t that surprising to discover that this novel was adapted from the screenplay that the author wrote first. It almost reads like a screenplay. It is almost a series of scenes. There is more dialogue than description.

It isn’t that I don’t think the story of Lale and Gita should not be told. All Holocaust stories should be told. Oral history is very important. It’s just that I’m not sure that a fictional account is the best way. I kept wondering why it wasn’t non-fiction. I have no doubt that Morris was fascinated by the story, and her instincts to bring it to life are good. It’s just the format seems so weird.