I started Eat Pray Love by Elizabeth Gilbert in the Summer of 2007, when I was on bedrest for 8 weeks with our #2. I started it, decided Liz was way too whiny for my taste, and I put the book down after page 56. After three years, and in between grad school semesters, I decided to pick up Eat Pray Love again and give it another try, especially with the movie coming up (In general, I try to read the book before watching the movie), and I really want to see the move – if anything, it’ll be a visual feast.
Like I said, three years ago I just thought the book was too whiny and Liz just went on and on and on about how pathetic her life was and she just couldn’t stop complaining. It may have been my 7 months of pregnancy hormones ranging, but I just couldn’t get through it. I’m now on the 15th tale (or bead) in the Italy section, and so far, so good. I actually find myself wanting to hurry and find a seat on the subway so I can crack the book open. I do have 5 more tales left to get to the part where I stopped reading three years ago, so it’ll be interesting to see if my whiny radar has become more or less sensitive.