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My Heart Laid Bare

God, JCO. I do love you. I wanted this book to be epic. There were times, mostly in the first half, where I genuinely believed this was going to be a brilliant novel. There were times when I just couldn't put it down—when I got so wrapped up in schemes and reveals and characters' motivations that I would whip through 50 pages in one sitting (a lot for me, for those of you tsk-tsking). But every time I hit one of these 50-page runs, they were eventually followed by another 50 pages that took me weeks to get through. I started this novel in August and finished in December. There were times when I was convinced I would finish by the end of the week, and then I would hit one of these dull, flowery, passionless—for all its pretense of passion—periods of the book and I would begin to think I wouldn't finish at all.How could a 500+ page novel called My Heart Laid Bare leave me so unmoved? I suppose the answer is that none of these hearts laid bare were human. Who doesn't identify with base desires, greed, self-adulation? Not one of us can deny experiencing these feelings. But everyone in this novel was beautiful, talented, charming, extraneously cunning—everyone was so extreme in their movements and thoughts that they, even with their human flaws, ceased to be human at all. It didn't help that I simultaneously read Anna Karenina with this novel—now there was a novel about hearts laid bare. And this is probably on me, I admit, but I found the magical/mystical passages utterly incomprehensible and lacking any contribution to the plot. Sarah Licht meant nothing to me and I found it hard to relate her story to any of the characters, or to divine the significance of her at all.The style also wore thin quickly. I know JCO is an author with many hats, but her adoption of this flowery, period-appropriate style seemed the opposite of ingenuity. I was aware the entire time I was reading this that this was not JCO's natural voice. Which sounds like a ridiculous thing to say, maybe—a ton (maybe even the majority) of great writers do not write in their natural voice - but the difference was how aware of it I was while reading. My Heart Laid Bare is beautiful, deep, and passionate on its surface, but I was left unmoved once I found there was nothing below. I liked the book on its surface—hence the three-star "liked it" rating—but nothing more, which is a shame for a book of such length.