The author and her pathetic tale irritated me early on. I do have a high tolerance for most literature but this one left me uninspired.
The only words that come to mind when I think about this book (at least so far) is self absorbed. I'm just at the end of Italy and so far it's been one big groan. Maybe it's because I don't identify with the author as I am not divorced, childless or depressed. Though I have not lived in Italy, I have visited there and didn't quite see it the same way as the author. I'm trying to decide if I can finish this book. At this point the not finishing it is winning.
I enjoyed the first third of this book (The Eating Part). It was entertaining and humorous. But by the second part (The Praying Part), it got a little difficult to hear the narrator/author wax on repetitively about trying to achieve "enlightenment". Maybe if you are into mediation it would be easier. This woman is hugely self-absorbed. Not really my cup of tea, although I usually enjoy travelogues.
I enjoy mysteries, NOT thrillers, contemporary fiction, especially about diverse cultures, and sometimes history, if it doesn't involve too many dates. I often listen to a book multiple times, discovering unnoticed details in the retelling.
the narration and the content of this audio annoy me greatly. I don't care to know this much about the author, at least until I've heard or read something engaging, extraordinary, cute, funny....etc.
Listening to almost any radio station might be more interesting.
Self indulgent blather INDEED. Why were the ratings high when I was looking to buy?! It's painful. No one wants to hear that much about HER except HER. I tried to get what I could out of it but it was nothing I wasn't already aware of being touch with myself in the least already. And I think it was recorded in such a way that she's talking very softly or something, it's maddening. I needed to switch to music periodically for reprieve. Don't do it!!
Self indulgent, whiney, I want back each minute I spent listening to this ridiculous book. maybe pre-teen girls might like it.
So many women told me that this was the best book EVER and that I HAD TO READ IT!!!
After choking down half of it, I'd had enough (and I did actually slam the book down with that exclamation), I am still left to wonder why it has been so often hyped. The main character is a self-centered, exhausting, needy person, aren't there enough of those people in everyday life without having to read about it? It could have been written by a teenager with good writing skills. She is unlikeable and emotionally immature.
If it helps people on their spiritual journey, fabulous. I know I probably come off as a jerk, but although I have had my own share of life's ups and downs, I just cannot identify with the author. It's just not the book for me.