07-02-2011, 05:20 PM
Again, these really are matters of personal taste, and thankfully there are other books to read. It does seem, however (and I hope you won't take offense at my saying so) that you are making personal assumptions about the motives behind Mary Stewart's prose style (e.g., interpreting her extravagant imagery and vocabulary as "showing off"). This reaction is foreign to me. I don't believe for a minute that Mary Stewart's intention was ever to belittle the reader with her high-flying wit or make him feel stupid; to the contrary, I feel that she thought very highly of her reader. She assumes he can meet her on her own ground -- and that is flattering, not demeaning.
You said yourself that you dislike poetry. Categorically. If that's the case, Mary Stewart would naturally not be your cup of tea.
I'm not sure what you mean by "vagueness" either. I enjoy ambiguity of meaning and innuendo in what is, after all, a mystery story.
Perhaps this all boils down to right brain vs. left brain thinking.
At any rate, I'm sorry you found this book so irksome. To each his own.
You said yourself that you dislike poetry. Categorically. If that's the case, Mary Stewart would naturally not be your cup of tea.
I'm not sure what you mean by "vagueness" either. I enjoy ambiguity of meaning and innuendo in what is, after all, a mystery story.
Perhaps this all boils down to right brain vs. left brain thinking.
At any rate, I'm sorry you found this book so irksome. To each his own.
