the struggle with...

novels continues.

it became my 'goal' to sit down and get into 'atlas shrugged'; and the attempt failed. i only got to about page one hundred, and i couldn't take it anymore. i didn't care about the characters, their development, the story. ayn rand just sucks.

some people say 'well...she is a difficult read.' no, i get what she's saying...she's just full of shit. her writing sucks. as she introduces a new character; she then proceeds to give a fifteen page 'back story' of the character...what the hell? do we really need this? i really think she had no idea what she was doing, and just needed to fill pages; because she was just 'buying time' in between her (to be nice) liaisons.

i told a friend of mine my dislike of the book, and he said for fun to check out the 'cliff notes' on the book. well...we were in half priced books, and i found a copy and checked it out. now; as you know (if you have attempted to read this) the opening line is 'who is john galt?' in the cliff notes it states that he (john galt) is the main character in the book that doesn't make an appearance until two-thirds of the way in (that's a long freaking way considering how long this thing is). and as i leaf further into the notes it states that john galt is unable to be defined, understood...well; what kind of 'main character' is that? how then is rand able to write about someone/something that is unable to be defined, unable to be understood?

i just get sick of these self-righteous writers who think that they have their finger on the pulse of existence...but it's un-definable. this seems to take place in the twentieth century more than before. sure, people have always claimed to 'know' such things, but at least they were able to convey what they were talking about. a philosopher once stated...if you are unable to convey your ideas, then you have no idea what you mean (this is paraphrased, but the idea comes across).

the search continues...

amitabha...