Eleven Minutes by Paulo Coelho
My rating: 3 of 5 stars
Eleven Minutes is the story of Maria, a young girl from a Brazilian village, whose first innocent brushes with love leave her heartbroken. At a tender age, she becomes convinced that she will never find true love, instead believing that “love is a terrible thing that will make you suffer. . . .” A chance meeting in Rio takes her to Geneva, where she dreams of finding fame and fortune. Maria’s despairing view of love is put to the test when she meets a handsome young painter. In this odyssey of self-discovery, Maria has to choose between pursuing a path of darkness — sexual pleasure for its own sake — or risking everything to find her own “inner light” and the possibility of sacred sex, sex in the context of love. ~ goodreads
I feel bad because this is a Paulo Coelho book and it should be good right? But for some reason, I had a hard time finishing this book no matter how insightful the book was. It was good, very informative and it explained a lot about sex but for the life of me, I can’t seem to keep my eyes from shutting off or my mind from wondering off. For Paulo Coelho fans, sorry but this just didn’t make it to perfect 5 for it. I even have to read Gregg Olsen in between just to make it to the end of this book. Sorry. I couldn’t put my fingers on what went wrong and this is the first time I don’t have an explanation for such negative action but there’s something there that, i don’t know, bored me?
I would give it another try, maybe on paperback, some time in the future (not soon) but for now, it is a three.
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