Tuesday, January 19, 2010

The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy

This is one that I have tried to read many times.  I always thought that school interfered and found myself starting over when I had forgotten my place.

On the surface this appeared to be exactly the type of novel I would like: beautiful prose, immersion in another culture with tragedy and love. I wanted to love this book, but did not.

In the end, I did finally finish this novel, but it always felt like I was pulling myself through the pages.  The language is beautiful, but I couldn't relate to the characters or the story.  I am glad I finally finished it so I could move on. 

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