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A review by ssejig
Anthropology of an American Girl by Hilary Thayer Hamann
2.0
Okay, it's been said before. This is a looooooong book. And trying very hard to be literature. For an English major, I don't really enjoy books all that much. Listening to an author describe rain for what seems like an endless opening, just reminds me of trying to shove my way through "Portrait of an Artist" and wonder why I was reading this book.
A coming-of-age story set in the eighties, the book follows Eveline Aster Auerbach. It opens with her describing, in great detail, her friends, Kate and Jack as well their families.
There are some lovely turns of phrases that had me repeating them under my breath. But overall, this was a long slog.
"'Boys will be boys.' That's what people say. No one ever mentions how girls have to be something other than themselves altogether."
This book, I listened to for my book club. I'm in this particular book club in order to expand my horizons and this is definitely a book I wouldn't have read if it hadn't been for this group. It took me almost four chapters to figure it out but for me, reading this book is like walking across northern Indiana. It's flat and uninteresting except for a random lovely field or beautiful barn but for the most part, you're just rushing through trying to get to your destination. There aren't any peaks or valleys of interest. Or really any rolling hills (which northern Indiana does, admittedly, have).
A coming-of-age story set in the eighties, the book follows Eveline Aster Auerbach. It opens with her describing, in great detail, her friends, Kate and Jack as well their families.
There are some lovely turns of phrases that had me repeating them under my breath. But overall, this was a long slog.
"'Boys will be boys.' That's what people say. No one ever mentions how girls have to be something other than themselves altogether."
This book, I listened to for my book club. I'm in this particular book club in order to expand my horizons and this is definitely a book I wouldn't have read if it hadn't been for this group. It took me almost four chapters to figure it out but for me, reading this book is like walking across northern Indiana. It's flat and uninteresting except for a random lovely field or beautiful barn but for the most part, you're just rushing through trying to get to your destination. There aren't any peaks or valleys of interest. Or really any rolling hills (which northern Indiana does, admittedly, have).