A review by sarah_dietrich
The Book of Daniel by E.L. Doctorow

2.0

I first read The Book of Daniel when I was 18, half my lifetime ago. Since then it has always sat on my bookshelf, coming with me each time I moved, displayed in each of my homes. Reading it again at 37, I am struck by how much I have changed. The book's misogyny blares at me now, impossible to ignore and I ask myself, why am I reading this? Doctorow's use of sex as a metaphor for domination and control doesn't feel clever, it's heavy handed and makes me cringe.

I won't read this a third time, or keeping it on the bookshelf any longer.