Rape : A Love Story

Rape: A Love Story by Joyce Carol Oates

My review

rating: 5 of 5 stars
It's shocking and almost unforgiving that I have been on this earth for 30 years and have never read Joyce Carol Oates. Reading her entire cannon will soon become my latest addiction in 2009. So how do I review this novel? (note : I am writing this review after already having read 'Zombie' a few days ago). First of all, Joyce C Oates, where have you been all my life? And to my literary friends : Why did nobody tell me about the lyricism, harshness, brilliant POV changes, and upsetting yet beautiful prose? How dare you make me wait so long to discover this author!!!



It seems almost uncouth that I am saying these things while reviewing a novel titled 'Rape : A Love Story'. But that is exactly what it is. A brutal, disgusting, nauseating, angering crime, followed by a non existent trial (as Oates makes clear -- why bother). But yet -- in a disturbing but also innocent way (only could this have worked from Oates' second person POV of the young Bethie) -- it's a love story. Maybe a love story that should send second person narrative Bethie to therapy for the rest of her life. But the way Oates has concisely and sharply pointed her narrative like a sharp dagger (or worse) and then mixed the story with illegal justice and innocent motives, makes this novel disturbing, stunning and bitter sweet.






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Eat, Pray, Love

1 out of 5 Stars
I hate not finishing books. It's for me to start a book and then abandon it halfway through. If it is a boring book I trudge through and wait for it to get interesting. If it is lacking a significant plot I push my way through so I see if I at least determine a purpose. If it is a poorly written book, I still finish it because I think it is unfair to judge a book without at least reading every word on the page.

Eat, Pray, Love may just be the first book ever in my life that may get abandoned. I'm 100 pages into it and the author is still in Italy whining about her ex boyfriend who she decided to break up with because it was either that or stay in a miserable relationship (which she contemplates doing for a good number of pages). I find the book soooooo slow and I find the author extremely unsympathetic. I don't know if I can finish her travels in Italy, let alone put up with yoga in India or her peace in Indonesia. Good Lord.