I was able to control myself until it came to a panel where she finds a calender of a naked woman and says and I quote- 'I felt as if I had been stripped naked, inexplicable ashamed, like Adam and Eve' So I discarded what I wrote, only to say this to the author:
Fuck You! Let it go, it is 2006 already[the year the book was published] feminism is kinda old news you know.
Here is what I had written:
To be honest; I haven't finished it yet. But I felt like writing about it. So I did.
Anyway, I am halfway through the book. I haven't found anything funny, nor anything sad.
The author herself likes to use heavy, almost opaque prose, in a bid to appear well read- which she is, but there is an arrogance to her writing that makes you not care. Because all the while I am thinking- 'she is well read, but who cares?!'
At one point of time, she uses the word 'prestidigitation' which means...I hope you are ready for this... Sleight of hand. Why ? I do not know.
My rating for the book: I'd say on a scale o