Many stories herein are subject to the faulty, and sometimes creative, memory of the blog owner and should not be taken as factual, although the names and events are real! Kind of.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Olive Kitteridge--Read this Book? I'm Not So Sure
I can't say I liked this book. It has some beautiful prose and I admired the author's technique of centering the story around one villager while telling the tale of those she or her husband touched. But the chapters were dark. The last chapter in the book had a somewhat happy ending, but the rest dealt with such tragedy. I must admit I was somewhat bored reading the book also. About the time I was ready to quit, the author reeled me back in with her lovely language and the apparent promise of something better to come.
I should have realized since it had won so many prizes, had been recommended by Oprah and had glowing reviews that I probably wouldn't really like it.
The ironic thing is that while I must say that Strout's lyrical writing kept me reading, it was her vulgar language use that was what made me want to quit. I do not understand the use of the 'f' word sprinkled throughout books. Neither I nor my family uses it. My friends don't. My neighbors don't. I don't hear it in line at the grocery store or at the convenience store or at work or anywhere else I frequent.
I don't even find it in some of those trashy novels I read occasionally! And those have some scenes I skip over!
Is it an Eastern thing? Has it been used so much that it's just a word? I don't know and I'm not going to research it. I suppose it's not considered any worse by some individuals than other words, but that one particular word is more offensive to me than just about any other and when an author uses it, I'm afraid I'm done with them.