*Please note: There are spoilers...sort of.

This review is from the NutterMother Book Club

So you know how there are some books you just can’t get into? What’s worse is when EVERYbody is telling you how good it is, and that you just need to read a few more pages and you’ll totally fall into it.

Well I couldn’t.

What’s worse is that the writing was in a huge font; it was simply written and it probably should only have taken me a couple days to breeze through. So against the advice a few great friends who were like “just dooo it,” I couldn’t.

I’m sorry.

It's official this was the second bookclub pick I couldn’t get through. I just had a really hard time connecting with the characters.

Ironically, I found I shared a few parallels with a couple of characters at the beginning of the novel. The result was what made it difficult to slog through.  This was the first time that had ever happened to me, and perhaps I probably should of carried on with it but by the time I was finally introduced to Lisbeth Salander, who apparently has the most intriguing plot line of the novel, I was already distracted by other life circumstances (like NaNoWriMO) that I couldn’t go back and pick it up.

So it sat in all its revered glory on my nightstand...Until yesterday.

In all my generous wisdom I decided to lend the novel it to my grandmother who has been stranded in the hospital for a few days with nothing to do. I figured because it was a huge bestseller, an easy read, and apparently very intriguing, she’d maybe get more into it trapped in a hospital bed than I ever would at home hiding in the bathroom alone for ten minutes.

Believe me; I was very pleased with myself.

That was until I called my girlfriend.

A few hours later while updating my girlfriend on my grandmother’s situation (she being one of the many who initially told me not to put the book down) I casually mentioned that I had lent my copy of Lasson’s book to her, so she could keep herself busy.

The girlfriend replied with: “You did what?”

I know, I was thinking the same thing – WTF?

“I lent her the book”

“Uhm, what about that really graphic anal scene?”

“Really graphic anal scene? I didn’t know there was a really graphic anal scene”

(Okay I have taken some liberties with the words used here, because our conversation was a titch more... blue.)

“Well, there is”

Awesome.

See... In general I knew the book is a tad on the violent side. But I know my grandmother, and she’s pretty cool, so I figured she’d be fine. Unfortunately I didn’t realize grandmother would come across her own parallels in the book.

You see... I’m sure she’d let me mention this, I did name my second child after her, and because of that you get one freebie...

She’s in the hospital for a colonoscopy.

Granted not something you want shouted from the rafters but I think it is important to mention when considering I lent my grandmother a book with a graphic anal scene...

The irony, I guess we both shared some parallels in Larsson’s novel.

Note to Self
Needless to say, I think my Christmas card is getting revoke this year...

PS
I’d also like to thank the hospital for the headcold I know have.