I picked up "The God Who Weeps" again this past weekend.
I find it really hard to follow his (their) writing. He'll make a point, then he'll follow up with a quote from some historical figure, then an excerpt from literature, and then a couple more points. And then a quote from someone else. It's like a pastiche of notecards that he made on a topic, and he's trying to find a way to put them all into a chapter.
There's no flow. And there's no story.
So I find myself getting bored and wanting to skip ahead.
It's not that there isn't gold there, it's just that the gold per cubic yard of dirt isn't high enough.
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