The title of the book is accurate: Glimpses is not an account of daily life of the author during the Holocaust, but spurts of memory. Some of it, particularly the third-person narrated recreations of the deaths of several of Bender's family, is extremely moving. But the dialogue is very stilted, and often the characters/people in the novel use direct address in sentence after sentence. The writing could use a serious dose of editing.
I was also pretty bored by the author's exploits in Palestine/Israel.
I guess in the end most of the book lacks a certain depth, something that I've been able to find in other Holocaust memoirs like Rena's Promise.