I’m the only one who thinks this book was hard to read? I love Oprah, Reese Witherspoon and all the celebrities who say this is the best book they ever read. But no. The writing is fun and just enough of a depth to feel some connection to the life described, but for me I felt like I was reading one of those not at all sympathetic stories at the back of an old magazine about how I left my cheating spouse.
And I don’t get it. Everything about this book is exactly me. Somehow it felt aged, like from twenty years ago when people excused their behavior because of their star sign and told you you weren’t rich because you didn’t want it badly enough. It’s not that kind of a book, and the author writes like chocolate, but honestly, no. Obviously the author is more successful and better in every way than any of us regular people will ever be but I had to just stop. Sometimes a book isn’t for you.
Maybe another time.