Okay, I am not normally one to go off on a mad rant against anything, but I am completely horrified by the book Sweet Girl by Annabel Lyon. I was browsing through the clearance section of my University's bookstore when I found it. The cover is beautiful and the main character is the daughter of Aristotle and the summary promised the beautiful tale of a young girl challenging gender roles.
I love Aristotle, I love Greek history, and I love a book with a strong female lead and so I snatched it up for a what seemed like a bargain at the time.
I will say, with the exception of a slightly forced voice and the use of the word "daddy" a few too many times, I enjoyed the beginning of the book. It was simple, it was a little complex with her scholarly and femine side at war with one another, and it seemed light. About a third of the way through the book the author began forcing everything. The book became edgy where it had no right to be edgy, there was no cohesion between actions and the characters they had been established to be, and basically any and every thing that the author could think of was jammed into the last 50 pages.
This, I feel like, was the worst book I have ever read. The only reason I finished it was because I thought I might find something to redeem it from the perversion that occured (I mean that literally and figurativley). As an English major I know that sex holds an important place in literature and I applaud authors who harness the powerful emotions and complexities that arise when one knows how to use this tool, but I abhore any author who simply throws in every sexual image they can. This book is written in a young adult format with adult content.
There were no parts that are exceptional and the majority of this novel is held in my contempt.
Please, don't ever read this book.
I love Aristotle, I love Greek history, and I love a book with a strong female lead and so I snatched it up for a what seemed like a bargain at the time.
I will say, with the exception of a slightly forced voice and the use of the word "daddy" a few too many times, I enjoyed the beginning of the book. It was simple, it was a little complex with her scholarly and femine side at war with one another, and it seemed light. About a third of the way through the book the author began forcing everything. The book became edgy where it had no right to be edgy, there was no cohesion between actions and the characters they had been established to be, and basically any and every thing that the author could think of was jammed into the last 50 pages.
This, I feel like, was the worst book I have ever read. The only reason I finished it was because I thought I might find something to redeem it from the perversion that occured (I mean that literally and figurativley). As an English major I know that sex holds an important place in literature and I applaud authors who harness the powerful emotions and complexities that arise when one knows how to use this tool, but I abhore any author who simply throws in every sexual image they can. This book is written in a young adult format with adult content.
There were no parts that are exceptional and the majority of this novel is held in my contempt.
Please, don't ever read this book.
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