Changed My Mind
I really wanted to get into Nafisi’s memoir. I even attempted to push toward page 100, but I just couldn’t do it. I am officially giving up. While reading, I imagined myself flipping through various other unread books that sit patiently on my bookshelves. As I slowly turned the pages of this memoir, I hoped to suddenly become interested in the characters. I wished that just one would stand out for me and force me to keep reading to learn more about her/him, but it never happened. The characters blend and mesh together. For me the character names were just that…names on a page. No scene visuals appeared in my head. I couldn’t hear the characters talking. Nothing. There is no timeline or particular focus, so the author randomly bounces around from present to past. Every now and then she’ll mention the assigned book that her selected students are reading, probably only because she forgot that was supposed to be the focus of the book. So, short of 100 pages, I’ve decided to put Reading L… in Tehran down. Sorry to disappoint and hopefully this won’t become a summer reading habit.
Next on the list is Obama’s book, which is currently a bestseller. After reading two duds, I just don’t know if I can take a chance on another slow moving story. I might have to read a few of my personally selected fiction books and come back around to books others have recommended. I’m going to read the first page of Obama’s book and make a quick, on the spot decision.We’ll see.
I love my boyfriend, but he’s a History major (who finds historical documents entertaining and fun-lol) and I’m an English major. Sometimes it just comes down to two people having two different tastes–maybe even tolerance levels.