Title: Here's Salt in Your Eyes
Product review: As usual, I feel beneath those who classified this as classic. Once again I feel classic means no spirit, no passion, just a bunch of words to help the reader feel the pain of the author, or characters. Ok, I didn't finish but I felt 50% of the book was more than enough time for me to care about something.First, I don't believe in the main character who calls herself a New Yorker yet says very little. Not in my experience. And she says she's in love with the other woman but has never asked that woman anything. She knows nothing about the OBJECT of her love.Second, I don't love the other woman, nor respect her. She give nothing of herself.And third, What is up with the caveman? Why does the silent NYer spend any time with this brute?Salt is rubbed into the readers eyes as they try to read this and feel any identification with the author.Sorry. There are billions of good books out there. I will go read one of them.
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