written on the booty
I am reading Written on the Body, which is often very pretty, but frequently kind of unbearably pretentious and overwrought. O, Love! O, Beauty! O Endless Beauty of Beautiful Love!
Oh, shut up.
I like it. But I would have liked it more when I was, maybe, 14. And I've been slogging through it because, you know, it's sometimes pretty but we've gotten to the Unbearably Tragic Twist portion of the book's proceedings and really don't think I can wade through much more of this crap.
Wow. My tolerance for Poetic Writing has really dwindled down to nothing.
Oh, shut up.
I like it. But I would have liked it more when I was, maybe, 14. And I've been slogging through it because, you know, it's sometimes pretty but we've gotten to the Unbearably Tragic Twist portion of the book's proceedings and really don't think I can wade through much more of this crap.
Wow. My tolerance for Poetic Writing has really dwindled down to nothing.
2 Comments:
I'm with you. I adored Winterson in college but I think I've grown out of my lesbian writer stage. I feel like she takes her writing too seriously. Every now and again it seems she knows her story is taking too pretentious of a turn so she slips in a goofy joke to lighten the mood.
Found you via google. Couldn't agree more. This was my favorite book as a teen but I can't bear to read it anymore.
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