|Journal Collage, July 2014|
On the reading front, there's been so much hoopla lately about The Goldfinch, that I wanted to post a link to this balanced review in July's Vanity Fair, and throw my own two cents into the mix.
In my estimation, the book gets a 3 to 3.5 on my scale of 5 (1 being I Hated It, 5 being I Loved It). I thought it was a good book ~ but I didn't "like it very much" and I didn't "love it." I thought it was way too long, and excessively drawn out in a couple parts. I almost stopped reading the book entirely after the first of those parts. I thought it could have had a lot more impact had it ended differently than it did. I don't think it deserved a Pulitzer Prize. But the fact that it won one just indicates to me that our culture's sense of what makes good literature has dropped quite a few notches in recent years. I think the whole affair is way overrated. I don't like things like this that sweep the culture and wrap everyone up in a bubble of sensationalism. Give me books that are underrated, any day. I've read numerous other books recently that I liked way better than The Goldfinch. So...reader beware.
Currently I'm reading The Constant Heart by Craig Nova, enjoying the story and the writing. Read my third Don Lee book last weekend, Wrack and Ruin, and enjoyed that as well.
Have a good mid-week. xo