I tried. Really, I gave it a valiant effort. But I just can’t finish.
Sorry Ines, you’re outta here. I made it to page 106. But there are 313 pages in this book, and the thought of having to read those remaining pages just makes me cringe.
Ines of My Soul, by Isabel Allende, is based on Ines Suarez, a real-life female conquistador, who took part in the conquering of Chile. It’s told in the first person, and it is almost entirely pure narrative of Ines’ memories. There is very little dialogue, which is what makes this book so difficult for me to read. You know that feeling when you’re reading a text book, and you really, really hope the next page will have a very large picture or chart on it, so there are less words to read, only to be faced with all text when you turn the page? That’s how I was beginning to feel while reading this book. And since I’m not in school anymore, I don’t have to put myself through that torture.