Breakfast at Tiffany’s (in 100 words)

Capote’s prose is delightful, imaginative, and intuitively engaging. I found myself anticipating every sentence with childish impatience, partly because there isn’t a superfluous word. Capote exercised an unusual degree of restraint, unlike most writers who would’ve authored a novel.

I found the grit, coarse language, and unsmoothed corners of an emotionally destitute vagabond more appealing than Hepburn’s portrayal of a gal about town in the film. I empathize with Capote’s disdain for casting Hepburn (though I enjoyed the film).

The story flows like an unraveling ribbon, as effortless as it’s amusing. Simply put, Breakfast at Tiffany’s is a flawless novella.