Comments on: A Write of Passage: Eat Pray Love http://www.goodbaduglyreviews.com/?p=27 Mon, 06 Sep 2010 21:43:07 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1 By: Miss http://www.goodbaduglyreviews.com/?p=27&cpage=1#comment-26 Miss Fri, 28 Aug 2009 04:29:00 +0000 http://www.goodbaduglyreviews.com/?p=27#comment-26 I still have this book sitting in my room and I have yet to read it. Maybe once I get thru this huge stack of books still to be read, I'll pick it up. I still have this book sitting in my room and I have yet to read it. Maybe once I get thru this huge stack of books still to be read, I’ll pick it up.

]]> By: Lori http://www.goodbaduglyreviews.com/?p=27&cpage=1#comment-6 Lori Fri, 21 Aug 2009 03:03:10 +0000 http://www.goodbaduglyreviews.com/?p=27#comment-6 Eat. Pray. Love? Still hungry, with a luke-warm like, for me. Yup, I read it, too, thinking that the 30-something divorcee with wanderlust was me in print. Not so much. I really wanted to like this book. I mean, five million copies now in print and a NYT best seller. But after I got through the somewhat charming Italy stint, I struggled to finish it. I felt like I was reading her diary or an overwrought letter to a college pen pal. I mean, I'm all for the voyeuristic dip into someone's inner thoughts and travels (go Facebook!), but I just couldn't get into it. I see what you're saying about healing though, and I remember thinking (and I mean this really sincerely) what a wonderful gift she was given to have the opportunity to turn heartbreak into cash flow with a book deal. Divorce for anyone cracks you down to your marrow. It *is* the place where you find your real self, as well as the stuff you're made of. I slipped my Costco-purchased copy into a stack of board books returned at the local library. Maybe its next reader will find what I missed. Eat. Pray. Love? Still hungry, with a luke-warm like, for me.

Yup, I read it, too, thinking that the 30-something divorcee with wanderlust was me in print. Not so much.

I really wanted to like this book. I mean, five million copies now in print and a NYT best seller. But after I got through the somewhat charming Italy stint, I struggled to finish it. I felt like I was reading her diary or an overwrought letter to a college pen pal. I mean, I’m all for the voyeuristic dip into someone’s inner thoughts and travels (go Facebook!), but I just couldn’t get into it.

I see what you’re saying about healing though, and I remember thinking (and I mean this really sincerely) what a wonderful gift she was given to have the opportunity to turn heartbreak into cash flow with a book deal. Divorce for anyone cracks you down to your marrow. It *is* the place where you find your real self, as well as the stuff you’re made of.

I slipped my Costco-purchased copy into a stack of board books returned at the local library. Maybe its next reader will find what I missed.

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