Dy's Take

March 14, 2008

Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert

Filed under: Memoir — Dy @ 11:02

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Okay, I hate memoirs. Really, as a general rule, I do. And yet, I liked this book. It spoke to me in ways I didn’t expect it to. I even drug out my musty, dusty meditation books after reading this ( and fell asleep the first time I tried to meditate, lol). She expressed a lot of sentiments I could relate to, and she did it in a voice I really appreciated, possibly because it is similar to my own?

She also annoyed me. She is so damn selfish and self-centered. The 9/11 thing made me feel for her, but the ok marriage that lead to ugly divorce and bad boyfriend bits made me want to smack her upside the head and say “Hello! REAL tragedies happen everyday, get over yourself already!”

And yet, I liked it anyway. For the life of me I can’t figure out why, but I did. Can I go one thumb up and one down to express critical ambivalence?

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2 Comments »

  1. Bah. It was crap.

    Comment by Candy — March 15, 2008 @ 21:17 | Reply

  2. Yea, well, says the woman who actually liked the abysmally crappy and yawningly dull “Devil is in the Details”. I don’t think you’re qualified to judge 😉

    Comment by Dy — March 16, 2008 @ 11:53 | Reply


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