It took me three long weeks to finish this book. I wasn’t sufficiently interested to want to know what’s next. It was more about the publicity the book has generated and me thinking, that it must be good since the critics say it’s good. So I should finish it.
To me this book is chaotically written, all over the place, jumping from one thing to another without a sequence or time or relevance. It is a book about nothing. Or not much.
I couldn’t relate to the woman, to the choices she made in life or her experiences. To me she is a narcissist focused exclusively on herself and otherwise floating here, there, everywhere. So her writing is boring. Well, perhaps with the exception of that famous trek with the camel through across the Australian desert, which is not really described in this book.