I am just not sure about this one. I got about 100+ pages in to it... and well, a few other more interesting books have come along since I started reading this. So, I put it aside a few weeks ago. Then it fell behind my bed, and I rediscovered it this weekend (should be a hint). Yes, it is interesting.. but it just isn't pulling me along. Rather, I feel like it is dragging me along. I have checked out some reviews, and this is a well reviewed book... but I can't quite convince myself that I want to finish it. As a so called intellectual mystery novel.. it is falling short for me and I am not that engaged with the characters. In a way, it has a Dead Poet's Society feel to it. It also feels like being back in university when I was reading Greek and Roman literature, and exploring the classics and thinking luxurious thoughts when I wasn't worried about feeding the kids and commuting to work. Although this isn't really a great nostalgia, hence my struggle. Other art forms bring me back to my youth in a much more effective and rewarding way (like listening to the album "Gordon" by the Barenaked Ladies or the Hip).
Especially when I know I can grab book 2 in the dark materials trilogy tomorrow.. and a friend is going to loan me 50 shades of gray.. which is supposed to be scorching up mom's bedrooms all over the place. When I know I have at least 3 or 4 books that I could jump right in to... the appeal of this book just isn't there for me. Hell, since I can return it to the library, if I am ever so moved, I can go and take it out again, and finish the damn thing. I think this post has talked me in to taking the book back with the Golden Compass tomorrow.
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