Last night I finished The Tenth Circle by Jodi Picoult. As with most of her books, this one deals with a difficult familial issue, and is intended to be a riveting story as well. I have to say: I'm pretty much just glad I'm done reading it. I shared this with Jen this morning and she commented that she feels like Picoult has become the John Grisham of "chick lit" - churning out the books, knowing they will be bestsellers, but with less and less greatness. My Sister's Keeper and A Time to Kill both changed my life of fiction reading... not so much with the last few offerings by each author.
And, this is completely aside, but I think it is a borderline pet peeve of mine when books are titled things like The Tenth Circle: A Novel. Really? Do you need to tell us that? What else would I think it is?
2 comments:
I understand more when historical fiction is labeled "A Novel." Like "Pope Joan," for instance, that can be helpful information, or if the book is written like a memoir, but isn't. However, I agree that it can be really stupid in fiction. Nobody thinks Jodi is writing non-fiction. Come on.
From the Department of Redundancy Department.
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