I would love to sit here and write a review of this wonderful piece of literature, but I can’t. We’ve had almost two months to read it and not one of us managed to finish the damn thing. Maybe that says something in itself…
Anyone who has read Rushdie before, or knows anything about his writing, will know he uses five hundred and sixty words when three would do just fine. When he took eight pages to describe the shapes and sizes of his family members’ noses, I knew I was in trouble.
I started the book club because I’m not very adventurous with the books I read and if I get bored, I quit and move on. I need to keep going and push through so that, even if I hate it, I can say “Yes, I read Midnight’s Children and this is why I didn’t like it.”
Other people in the group shared my feelings; none of us were finding it easy but we all knew it wasn’t something to give up on. One of the group members is just a couple of hundred pages from the end and told us about some events that made the book seem intriguing. There is a world of fantasy that I haven’t remotely touched yet so, who knows, maybe I’ll finish it one day. In the mean time, I’ve got the next book to get on with.
Oh – and for those of you who are interested in the curry – it was delicious. Spicier than I usually prefer, but great naan breads.
Next at book club – Look Who’s Back by Timur Vermes