I think I' m honing in a bit more on what bugs me about this book. I think Gilbert approaches basic human emotions as if she were the first one ever to experience them. And while I understand that they are meaningful to her, I guess I would like to see some indebtedness to.... humanity? Just some recognition that- oh, this has to be trite- I just know it is, but it felt new to me...
But she lacks that. And her writing thus has an air of pretentiousness that I assume is unintended. More to follow.
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