Traveling with Pomegranets

The BookClub I belong to chose this as the book for June 2011.  I found it on the internet in cd format so I listened to it while I sewed.  It is a good thing I did not waste my time actually reading it, I would have given up early!  It probably won't be a bad read for someone who likes to connect everything that happens to them, yes, every little thing, to God, or actually it is Mary who becomes her hero in this book.


And if you like to get all touchy feely with relationships and menopause, then this is the book for you! 


I came across this review by a reader while I was looking for the questions for the book club discussion.  Which, by the way, I never found, I guess the book can ask all those questions, but we can't.


glen:  I don't have any pictures of pomegranets or else I would put them right here ------}

Nov 19, 2009 BarkLessWagMore rated it

I picked this up hoping to experience a trip to Greece through the two authors but instead I'm finding that it is more of navel gazing piece. Sue Monk Kidd is turning fifty and having a difficult time coming to terms with the back end of her life while her daughter Ann is suffering from depression because she wasn't accepted into a program to study Greek history and doesn't know what to do with her life. The two have a conflict free but somewhat distant relationship, they don't connect closely...moreI

Sue's portion of the book spends a large amount of time delving into Greek mythology and feminism which has become repetitive and dull already (only on disc 2 here) when listening to the audio. Ann's chapters are more down to earth but her problems, mainly the fact that she wasn't accepted into the graduate school of her choice, seem rather minor in the grand scheme of things. It seems a great shame that she's in Greece and not really enjoying the experience because she's too busy being all glum. Someone hand her some Prozac, the poor traumatized child. Such is the curse of the young and privileged.

These two have each other, wealth, their health and the freedom to travel for months and months. They haven't a clue as to how tough life can be for most people. It reminds me far too much of Eat, Pray, Love which I despised because it was another "woe is me, my life sooo hard" type of book penned by a spoiled writer with an Eeyore complex.

I'm just grateful I picked this up from the library and didn't contribute to the author's next depressing trip to wherever . . .