The Shack by William P. Young

At the risk of getting hate mail from the rabid fans of this book--I was underwhelmed. A myriad of problems in this book (and I'm not talking about the theology, people have a right to their opinion) but it would be ALMOST palatable if the foreword was removed. Painfully manipulative. If my sister hadn't recommended this book, I would have stopped right there, but I finished it and I'll never read a book I can't respect again, for anyone. Amen!

Wittgenstein's Mistress by David Markson

Synopsis: A female artist writes about her life as the last person on earth.

Reasons why I stopped reading this book halfway through (and then skipped to the end.)

1.Interesting ideas, which is essential for me as a reader, but the language style was tedious. Even an intentional tedium is still tedious.


2. Male author speaking as a female. This often works, however the way the narrator speaks about her menstruation sounded like a man trying to sound like a woman and that "willing suspension of disbelief" got suspended right there.

3. Also halfway, I realized the narrator sounded exactly like me and I spend enough time in my own head; I want some relief.

4. It would have been nice if some resolution or growth occurred somewhere--I guess I'm a traditionalist after all.