01 APR 2010 Don't let me be lonely!

Claudia Rankine's book was a good read. I enjoyed reading it actually, even though at times it seemed to be a little depressing. Of course I suppose all great writers are depressing. Does that mean that all depressed people make great writers? I certainly hope not, because that's one quality that I don't believe that I possess, but I would be willing to throw myself into the throngs of depression if it meant that I would be able to manage a good grade :)

If I had to classify the book, which I'm assuming that we have to do, I would put it into the Essay category. Only because the entirety of the book is written through the author's perspective and her personal thoughts on life and the world around us. She does make a couple of good points, but I had trouble getting into her perspective as the events that she was describing led me to where I was when those were happening instead. Perhaps that's what she was going for?

The book always seems to be at some great breakthrough in human thought before casually moving on to another subject just before. My example for this would be the guy with Alzheimer's. He gets to the point to where she describes him moving homes and whatnot, and makes the reference of "What's the point of forgetting life and then dying?"... She almost intentional doesn't make a point out of it to attract the reader. There are a couple more examples such as this one, but I'll wait for class.