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4.0 AVERAGE
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reflective
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challenging
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informative
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I don't regret reading this book. I enjoy the way Rushdie writes. It was interesting for me to read about how the attack affected him and his family, how he dealt with everything and got back to normal life.
I didn't really like the part with the imagined conversation with his attacker. I personally got an unpleasant feeling afterwards.
I didn't really like the part with the imagined conversation with his attacker. I personally got an unpleasant feeling afterwards.
challenging
emotional
funny
hopeful
reflective
tense
medium-paced
I could not put this down because of the prose but I’m also not sure I remember any of it and I finished like three hours ago.
informative
reflective
sad
slow-paced
I always feel weird giving any memoir anything below 4 stars, but that's just the territory you get into when you're reviewing books based off how much you liked them. Definitely apt to say "mediations" on the front because the chapters all focused on different aspects of his emotions after the attack.
Well worth reading. The aftermath of this horrific attack and how he climbed his way back out to his new normal was courageous.
slow-paced
I was going to give this book 1 star but then he called religion “an ancient form of unreason” and said he was rebellious for being an atheist (in a country where if you’re religious you’re either mocked or called stupid when you say you’re religious) so I knocked it back to .5 stars. I’m really sad I was so excited for this book. Thank God he survived though. The attack was an absolutely horrific act of terror. I completely understand his need to write about it; I just think given his literary genius he could have done a better job.
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Graphic: Violence
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I bought this book judging by the cover and thinking it would be dark, fascinating and disturbing. Turns out it was the rumblings of an old hag who thought his health issues were interesting and the reader got to be tortured with descriptions of him trying to clean his ass with one hand and how he had trouble peeing because his prostate was growing like a basket ball from the UTI medication. It goes to show the narcissism of a writer (I won’t say a celebrity because I don’t know a single piece of his work so I guess he is not that important) thinking he is someone of interest and making his misery the central point of a novel without plot basically. The only one I empathised with was Eliza who tried to marry and secure herself financially with an old ugly man and then had to go to the Caribbean to get away from his lame ass who didn’t get killed so she could get the inheritance. I was like “gurl take care of yourself, that ho and going nowhere and he wants to be babied. Ain’t nobody got time for that” .
Psedophilosophy we have all heard before, him trying to align himself with other important events like the Charlie Hedbo event like he could compare and excusing them as drawing pictures when they were humiliating people’s religion. Please old ho, you fooling nobody.
I’m the end I believe that if he got killed and someone else wrote the book then it would be bearable, even enjoyable.
Psedophilosophy we have all heard before, him trying to align himself with other important events like the Charlie Hedbo event like he could compare and excusing them as drawing pictures when they were humiliating people’s religion. Please old ho, you fooling nobody.
I’m the end I believe that if he got killed and someone else wrote the book then it would be bearable, even enjoyable.
medium-paced