I just finished reading the book Confessions of a Shopaholic in hopes of making it through a fun book before seeing the movie. After all, books are better read before going to the movie, right? Hmm, maybe not in this case.
The first indication that this book was junk (IMHO) should have been that I was able to read through it so fast. Normally I can read about 20 pages in a half hour, but with this book I was able to read more than 50.
In general I didn't like that the book was full of slef-justified lying, misleading, self-justified addiction, being unwilling to grow up and accept responsibility, way too much of my God's name used inappropriately, disrespect of parents, and makes punches at a monogamous married relationship. The gist of the story is that the main character, Rebecca, has a degree in journalism, works at a job that she knows nothing about and is just blindly faking her way through. She makes a decent living, but spends it all before it's in the bank. She runs up credit card debt, then pretends she doesn't have it, trashes her collection statements and spends some more! She lies to everyone about her situation and makes up excuses over and over. She lies to potential boyfriends about her interests just to get their money through marriage. In the end she maxes out her credit limits and has no money in the bank, so runs home to her parents with yet another lie that she is being stalked. Somehow Rebecca manages to write a story that gets big attention, ends up on television, and is offered a better paying job. She also ends up with a rich boyfriend. All her problems are fixed.
Just like real life, right? Nope. It saddens me that people think they can cover up serious things without consequences, which is what this book encourages. Whenever the girl feels overwhelmed about her monetary situation, she goes out and buys more stuff to calm herself down! Our culture places entirely too much stock in personal perception of themselves. It's an easy trap to fall into, but also easy to combat. I think the point is seeing yourself as God created you to be, not as what everyone tells or expects you to be.
There was so much more in this book that bothered me, but that's kind of beside the point. I was originally planning to read the series, but not longer! Now I'm going to dig into a book on Washington State history, enjoy more of The Encyclopedia of Country Living (Last night I learned about drying fruit and making fruit leather!), and start Jane Austen's Mansfield Park. Hopefully they'll be a bit more educational and useful.