Elevensies

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Day 11 - A Book You Hated

If you get the title, it wasn't that book.  I liked that book even though it was extremely long and wandering. 

Anyways, a book I hated - the first book that comes to mind is Jane Eyre. 

I KNOW! 

We read this for our local book club and when they asked if anyone didn't like the book, only 2 of us put up a hand.  I. just. don't. get. it.  I actually compared Jane to Bella from Twilight.  Jane is a very sophisticated Bella.  Wait, wait, put down the pitchfork.  This comparison drew immediate objection and ire (oooo, fancy words) but just think about it for a minute.  Jane spends a lot of the book whining about her life.  Bella spends a lot of the book whining.  Jane has to overlook Mr Rochester's flaws in order to be with him.  Bella has to overlook that Ed's a vampire.  Both of them are emotionally repressed and prone to fits of sudden passion.  The difference, what makes me not despise Bella but barely able to stomach Jane, is Jane's complete dullness.  D.U.L.L.  I'm sure many people don't agree, but no matter how many times I've picked up this book, I always end up disliking it even more.

Comments

Tami said…
Catcher in the Rye. Ugh! I read it at my husband's urging, telling me it was such a great book. Utterly pointless. A complete waste of time. Clearly, I didn't get it.

I still haven't read Jane Eyre. Maybe I won't bother. ;)
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