I’ve said before that I’m a voracious reader. My friend Katie often makes me laugh with her brilliant book reviews. I recently have had a little bit of time to do some reading, and after finishing Water for Elephants, I decided that it was time to read some nonfiction. I found this one on my Nook, and thought why not?
The following is my review from Goodreads. If you have an account, feel free to add me. I love book suggestions!
My rating: 1 of 5 stars
This was a free book on my Nook, and I just started reading it. I had never been into the Kennedy thing, but I thought it might be interesting to learn about JFK Jr.
Unfortunately, I couldn’t get past the voice of RoseMarie Terenzio. She cites in the book that she knew she wasn’t as knowledgeable as many of her peers at George, and you can tell that she hasn’t done much to improve on that in the 12 years since the tragedy of Kennedy, his wife, and his sister-in-law. Her voice is boring, self-absorbed, and weak. She spent more time talking about how lucky she was to have John and Carolyn to dote on her than talking about John and/or Carolyn.
I did not identify with Rosie on any level, so I felt disconnected from her in general. Even when I should have been emotionally wrecked at the end with the impending death of JKF Jr. and his wife, her best friends in the whole world, I didn’t find myself empathizing at all.
Her dialogue was also confusing. One paragraph she was talking about John and in the next paragraph she was bringing up her friend Frank or her parents with no actual relation to the story she was telling. It took me several pages to infer whether Frank was, in fact, gay…she just sort of rambled in a stream of conscious that was definitely no Faulkner.
Overall, I didn’t hate it…but I didn’t really like it either.
I originally asked the question, why not? Here is the afterthought of that why not:
1. Because I’ll only be mad that I feel like I’m a more interesting writer who is not formally published.
2. Because I’ll be jealous of the ridiculous bragging about fancy clothes and shoes and being able to yell at JFK Jr.
3. Because I get annoyed when decent looking human beings talk about how unattractive they are…especially when they’re writing about themselves. She reminded me of the lead in 50 Shades of Grey. Whiny. Pretentious. Ignorant. Annoying. Got way too lucky for her own good. The only difference is that she’s not sleeping with her boss. And he’s not into crazy kinky weird (that we know of).
So now, I’m finally getting to Jenny Lawson’s book. I have a feeling this one’s going to be way better.
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