Sometimes I wonder why I bother to read certain books at all. Why do I make myself finish them? Is it because I believe I’m a bad person and need to be punished? If that’s why I must have done something very bad:”(I cant imagine what…)”: to make myself finish this one.
This was an impulse purchase, I’ve read one or two others by Tepper and although I enjoyed them I do think that she has a tendency to be a little preachy in her books. However if the story is good enough I’m willing to overlook that, and I’d have to say that I really enjoyed this novel. Set at some point far in the future when humankind has colonised many different worlds, the majority of this book takes place on the planet Grass, among the insular bon as the aristocrats are called.
Beauty is a retelling of many fairy tales, but with a slight agenda. And no I’m not really talking about a feminist slant here, but about an environmental one. The story itself is quite enjoyable, but every now and then Tepper’s views come on a little strong. Also a little on the pessimistic side Beauty […]