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Eat, Pray, Love

Tue Jan 29, 2008 at 06:42:47 AM PDT

Since we read Eat, Pray, Love, a memoir by Elizabeth Gilbert, I thought I would share with you two Entertainment Weekly reviews on it:

Love It

Shelve it among the fairy tales. Elizabeth Gilbert’s incandescent memoir succeeds as a wish-fulfillment fantasy for women who no longer relate to Cinderella. Replace the timid, motherless maiden with a newly husbandless writer in her 30s; instead of evil stepsisters, sub in David, a rebound boyfriend who’s Just Not That Into Her. And rather than a pumpkin coach, a juicy book contract transports our heroine to her metaphorical ball, letting her travel the globe, consume mountains of Roman spaghetti, practice yoga, and eventually replace David with a devoted Latin lover. She returns home not just healed, but a superstar. Is it all a little gooey? You bet. I can’t defend this luscious confection any more than I can resist it. --JR

Loathe It

The problem isn’t the book, it’s the author. Eat, Pray, Love is, after all, Elizabeth Gilbert’s lavish reward to herself for dumping a seemingly unobjectionable husband and taking up with a cad. For the next year, on perhaps the most expensive backpacking trip in recorded history, she babbles about her selfless generosity to her ex (!), how much pasta she can pack away, and what a devoted, spiritual creature she’s become. That’s scarcely a triumph over adversity—and even if it were, Gilbert created that adversity herself. Besides, courtesy dictates more grace in winning. If, despite a marked self-centeredness, you somehow manage to end up with everything everyone has ever wanted, keep it to yourself. --Alynda Wheat

Out of curiosity, I went to Gilbert’s website to see what she had to say about the criticism of her book.

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2) WERE YOU EVER WORRIED THAT TAKING A YEAR OFF TO TRAVEL AROUND THE WORLD WAS A SELFISH ACT?

What is it about the American obsession with productivity and responsibility that makes it so difficult for us to allow ourselves a little time to solve the puzzle of our own lives, before it’s too late? That said, yes – I did worry a great deal about selfishness. But after three years of despair and depression, I had come to believe that living my life in a state of constant misery was actually a pretty selfish act. Who would be served by a lifetime of my sorrow? How would that enrich the world? Going off for a year and creating a journey to pull myself back together, to rediscover joy, to face down my failings and rebuild my existence, was not only an important thing for my life, but ultimately for the lives of everyone around me. And it’s not just my family and friends who are better off now that I am happy; it’s everyone I encounter. Because the reality is that we human beings are constantly leaking our dispositions upon each other. When I was in such a dark state, everyone I passed on the street had to walk through the shadow of my darkness, whether they knew me or not. I remember once, during my divorce, crying uncontrollably on the subway in New York City. When I look back on that crying young woman, I feel great compassion for what she was going through. But I can also feel pity now, in retrospect, for those poor, weary New York commuters, who had to sit there after their own long days at work, watching this sobbing stranger. I didn’t want to be that person anymore. Saving my own life (through therapy, medication, prayer and – most of all -- travel) was something I did for my own benefit, yes, but I can’t help but think that it was ultimately also a little bit of a community service…

5) HOW CAN I POSSIBLY GO ON A JOURNEY LIKE YOURS, GIVEN THAT I HAVE A BUSY LIFE OF MARRIAGE, KIDS AND WORK RESPONSIBILITIES?

The last thing I ever want to become is the Poster Child for “Everyone Must Leave Their Husband And Move To India In Order To Find God.”  My path is hardly a universal prescription. It was my path – that is all it ever was. I drew up my journey as a personal prescription for solving my life. Transformative journeys come in many forms, though, and often happen without people ever leaving home. Divinity is available everywhere, at all times. People find their way to God during wars, in the middle of traffic jams and in small prison cells. (Though I would submit it's easier for a prisoner to find time to meditate in a jail cell than it is for many of my working-mom friends with young children to create time for contemplation.) The first question you can begin to ask yourself, though, is: “Where can I find a small corner of stillness?” Because that’s where it all begins and ends. God resides in these pockets of silence. So where in your day, where in your home, where in your mind, is there some opportunity for a moment of silence? Or maybe even a few moments, during which you can start asking the questions you need to ask in order to find what you need to learn. Can you find the time to get out of your own way and try to step into your own light? As a dear friend of mine put it: “To change your life, the important thing is not necessarily to travel; the important thing is to SHIFT.”

She never spelled out the reasons for leaving her husband. She seemed to brush over it in the book and not mention it on her website. My feeling is she is protecting her ex’s privacy, or perhaps there was more to this divorce than she let on.

While I agree that her marriage and life did not seem that bad -- based on what she revealed in the book -- I actually enjoyed the book more than I thought I would. I do want to visit Italy and taste that irresistible pizza in Naples. I wouldn’t mind taking a dip in the water in Bali. And I do believe in the power of prayer.

And while having children has enhanced my life, I do not think it is the only way to live a joyful life. One of the lines in the book that stood out to me is sometimes people have children “in the absence of choice.”  I agree.

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  • I've been reluctant to read this book (0 / 0)

    b/c it seems so...... self indulgent.  And my Yankee nature has a tough time with that.  Yeah I got divorced too...yeah I'm a spiritual person too...I just can't get behind "let me wax rhapsodic over how I'm so freaking enlightened I notice every blade of grass"  when it's 10 degrees out the heat in my jeep is on the fritz again, my daughter has 98 permission slips to sign, I have to juggle 2 shows at the theater this week while making sure Liza gets pickedup fed etc...and everything seems like a struggle.  We all struggle, we all have burdens and we all hurt and I just I dunno...call me a great big fat crabby pants but I can't think of much that would irritate me more than this book right now...

    • I hear you (0 / 0)

      Every time I hear about this book, I think, lady, you need to get some REAL problems. My mom read it and thought it was a load of hooey-- though she did like the parts where the author was talking about thngs other than herself. My sister, who tends the navel-gazing, self-indulgent way (no kids!) liked it.

      • EPL is a fantasy (0 / 0)

        I enjoyed it, but in retrospect it didn't sit right with me. Sort of like the movie "Juno." Enjoyable storytelling and escapism, but not real life. Things are always much more complex in reality. A good storyteller -- as Gilbert surely is, as is the Juno screenwriter -- knows what to leave out as well as what to put in. I find myself much more intrigued by the parts she left out (why was her marriage so bad? does she have any regrets now about her decision not to have kids? what is life like when you're NOT on a whirlwind global journey?)

        Of course we all feel better when we're on vacation. The question is, can you sustain that joy when you're back in the day-to-day, not being distracted by beautiful Indonesian scenery or fabulous Italian pasta? When that trip is years in the past, how long can that happiness last?

    • I'm with you (0 / 0)

      I've been so totally against the whole confessional memoir genre for this reason - so self-indulgent! Enjoy your enlightenment, lady, but let the rest of us muddle on through without you.

      Or maybe I'm just jealous; hey, I like to travel, I've lived in four countries, where's my book deal!? ;-)

  • I go back and forth (0 / 0)

    I'm reading this right now (almost done with 'Eat') and I go back and forth. Part of me thinks 'what's so wrong with self indulgence?' The other part answers 'a whole lot'. But I can't help but think that I'm conditioned to feel that way and maybe if I did allow myself just a wee bit of self indulgence I'd have far less anxiety and all the crap that comes along with it. Maybe Gilbert is onto something.

    Or maybe she is just a really selfish gluten who has a knack for writing...

  • mostly jealous (0 / 0)

    I think this falls into the category of being careful what I put into my head. Seriously, I had a great time in my early 20s traveling around the US but i never did get to go abroad, and now that I've got a child and DH and I are non-rich, it doesn't even seem possible. And that makes me sad sometimes, reducing my joy in my own situation. Of course, we know we're trading one kind of joy for another, but there are still days I consider just keeping on driving past work all the way to Canada. So no, reading a book about it might just make me grumpy. Where's the book about the woman whose life was terrible until she found her wonderful family and now gets her greatest joy from packing lunches at 2 am? Why can't we read that one?

    This may deserve its own diary, but I think it's also why I'm so distanced right now from my music. I can't even listen to my favorite writers in the car on the way to work because it will just make me emotional, might give me ideas, and unless I'm prepared to pull over and write them down (and I don't have time for that), I'll just get upset. If I were smarter about it I suppose I could arrange my creative life more effectively. Perhaps it's laziness. But it feels a lot like No Choice.

    So my inputs during the day are chosen carefully: old jazz (pleasant but not as moving), newscasts, parenting magazines, and bad TV. Things that amplify my coziness and the things that are happy-making about our lives, and getting rid of those that just make me feel unfulfilled.

    Freakin' can of worms, Elisa.

    if you wobba cypress trees then I will wobba you

    by thais on Tue Jan 29, 2008 at 07:48:15 AM PDT

  • Reading this now. (0 / 0)

    Man, she makes food sound good. Her descritption of the best pizza in the world made me go out for pizza that very same day. And I respect that she gained 25 pounds on her quest for pleasure in the first section.

    I've just started the "pray" section, and I love how she distills all the religions of the world into three pages. It's just wonderful.

    She's a great writer, and I've long believed that the puritan work ethic is one that doesn't do anybody any good, sort of "John Henryism" that only works out for white middle class folks who actually have resources  ( see pp. 404-405 of R. Sapolsky's Why Zebras Don't Get Ulcers to know more about this, or google it). People who criticize her for having fun need to chill.

    • It's not that I criticize her for having fun (0 / 0)

      I'm the poster child for goofing off and having fun - I think it's the Yankee in me that says "yeah...so what?" about her "journey"  (and one of my pet peeves is peole who use the word journey to describe life...Dear GOD that bugs me.

      grumble grumble grump grump LOL.  

      • Goofing off is good. (0 / 0)

        I also have trouble with some things, like sharing sticks. I am almost the least kumbaya person I know, having absolutely no belief in God.

        My New England family grew up with the puritan work ethic, so I've been thinking about it's pros and cons for years.  Guns Germs & Steel by Jared Diamond finally exposed it for what it is in the big scheme of things: vanity of the races. Sure it's good to be able to work hard and can be a fine way to cope with an unpredictable world, but it's not the only way and is often fruitless.

        Gilbert does a good job describing her own discomfort with her cush traveling assignment. I've been reluctant to pick up the book until now, too, also wondering why I should read about pampered her. But it is quite well done.

        • I can just hear my father and my mom saying (0 / 0)

          well that's a big bunch of nothing isn't it? LOL

          • Probably! Ha ha! (0 / 0)

            Yeah, my dad probably would call it "goofy".

            • Oh I bet my folks could have yankeed it up (0 / 0)

              with yours big time.  My mom's big pet peeve was people who carried around water bottles -she said "that's just a crutch and affectation. they always have to have something in their hands!"  

              I'm going to miss bon mots like that one!

              • I agree with your mom (0 / 0)

                on the water bottles.  How ever did we stay hydrated in the bad old days before portable water bottles were de rigeur?!
              • The favorite saying from my dad in our family (0 / 0)

                happened one glorious, snowy morning, with three feet of perfect snow sparkling across our acreage.

                My dad looked out, "It's another goddamned winter wonderland!" Then he proceeded to thaw out all the cars and shovel the long, long driveway.

                I'm missing my dad, too.

                • priceless (0 / 0)

                  Your dad sounds like such a great guy.  I bet you miss him a lot.

                  I think it was Jean Paul Sartre (but I could definitely be wrong) who was walking through Paris on a glorious day with someone who was writing a profile about him.  The writer commented, "God, it's good to be alive!" And Sartre responded, "Let's not get carried away."

                • I used to say to my mom every night (0 / 0)

                  "see you in the morning!" and she'd reply...'well... I hope so"   For YEARS she said this sometimes alternating it with 'God willing"  

                  I miss that now.

              • LOL (0 / 0)

                I am so with your mom on the water bottles.  The funny thing is that I'm a singer and singers are typically high maintenance water bottle carriers.  

                Oh well, that's how I attracted my husband.  We met in music school and I was the only soprano he ever met who acted like an instrumentalist or at least that's what he tells me.

    • The Eat part (0 / 0)

      was my favorite, hands down.

  • she made me a little cranky (0 / 0)

    I remember when we discussed the book here I mentioned that the author bugged me, and that really seemed to be a minority opinion.  I don't care that she traveled for a year and wrote about it.  I don't care that she chose not to have children.  I don't hold it against her that in her view, she was depressed and miserable for three years and needed a change.  The concept of "selfishness" never entered my mind.  We all have different circumstances, some are luckier than others, but I don't get too hung up on that.

    What bugs me is her self-regard, her feeling of special-ness because she took a freakin' world tour (that her relatives and others gave her money to pay for).  At times I thought her writing was good, and at other times I felt like I was locked in a room with a prom queen whose life was Just So Glamorous.  It especially bugged me that she seemed to experience people she came across in her travels (and in her regular life, too) as objects.  He's not "my plumber" -- he's a fully formed human being who you happened to spend some time with.  She's so self-involved, I'm not sure she realizes that the earth keeps turning for each of her "characters" even when she's no longer there.

    Did I say a "little" cranky?  :)

  • I liked the book (0 / 0)

    I didn't love it, but I liked it.

    But I have trouble with the attitude that, because a parent of young children couldn't do what Gilbert did, she, who does not have children, shouldn't have done it, or shouldn't have written about it.  Should I not walk because quadriplegics can't?  I would love to do what Gilbert did.  I've never had the money and now I don't have the time, either, but maybe when I'm older...in my youth I found a way to get to Bali, but I was working as a nanny and didn't have leisure time like Gilbert did.  Should she not live her live as an homage to me?

    Both before I had children and now, I just get a sense that parents want those without children to live like parents.  Why should they?  I remember before I had kids, some of my mama friends would occasionally give me a martyr-like "Well you did that, but I have kids."  I'd think "Well, I don't."  

    I'm sure there are many infertile people out there who see having kids as an unobtainable luxury, but I don't hear them lashing out at the myriad mommy memoirs that are out there.

    • Just to show I'm an equal opportunity crank (0 / 0)

      the mommy memoirs make me JUST as crazy.  

    • You are absolutely right (0 / 0)

      It's more a question of whether people really feel like reading about it, not that she shouldn't have done it.

      I actually haven't read the book, but my co-worker (a 50ish mother of two) has and gave me a pretty negative review. I think she felt, "And why should I care about this?"  She thought the writing style and/or the author was too self-indulgent and navel-gazing ... which is just fine for someone to do; it's just a question of whether anybody else really feels like they want to hear all about it.

      • I don't know why (0 / 0)

        I went on my long rant.  I have no personal interest in people liking this book or not.  I think I just took the opportunity to go off on one of my real pet peeves, which is martyr parents.  As you say, she wrote a book.  Whether or not people choose to read it, and whether or not it speaks to them, is out of her control.  

        Perhaps what really annoys people is the fact that this book is an Oprah pick, and Oprah is so ridiculously obsequious?  To me, the book just features Elizabeth Gilbert recalling an experience that was huge for her.  She's a writer, so of course she felt compelled to write about it.  I didn't feel like she called herself a genius or amazingly spiritually evolved, but Oprah sure did.

    • Hmmm (0 / 0)

      I haven't read this book, and I don't feel moved to.  But I hate that kind of guilt.  We traveled a lot in my youth, including to other continents.  We were able to because my parents were both professionals with job security who get summers off.  My parents sacrificed a lot of other things because travel was important to them, but the fact is we couldn't have done it if they weren't middle class.  And I had to deal with years of DH's resentment around issues like that.

  • i think (0 / 0)

    there is just a bit too much judgment and analysis happening in regards to this book, and in so many circles, not just here. i read it, i liked it, i loved certain parts of it, and it did not occur to me to judge the author or even be irritated with her. i just took what i enjoyed and choose to remember and learn from that.

    i think a lot of the uproar is plain old jealousy - i had my own pangs of it reading what an apparently charmed life she had that year. but, who cares why she left her husband? does that matter? if she was miserable, who would want her to stay that way, regardless of the reason, most of all those who love her?

    i could never afford to do what she did, with a child or without - but in a way, i got to do it anyway by reading her book, and i am thankful for what i gained from it.

    We cannot defend freedom abroad by deserting it at home. - E.R. Murrow

    by lorin on Tue Jan 29, 2008 at 10:16:32 AM PDT

    • Reading down this thread (0 / 0)

      I find I feel most in sync with your comment.  I did like EPL a lot.  I read it a good bit of time before Oprah had her day with it and Elizabeth Gilbert and I'm glad of that.  I didn't have any grandiose ideas about it before I read it as I might have had with all the hoopla surrounding it now.

      I was left feeling really good after I read it.  There were parts in it that were incredibly insightful and got my attention in a way that at the time felt important.

      I do feel like a big deal has been made about her - which of course she has no control over whatsoever.  She wrote a book - lots of people do that without the brohahahaha that surrounds her.   If there are judgments to be made, perhaps those judgments tell more  about the audience of readers than about her.

      I didn't have any reaction in terms of judgment about her, or her choices when I was reading it or after.  But I think it is true that often a book, a movie, or any other experience we have has an awful lot to do with the timing in our lives and what we are going through internally and maybe not so much about the external parts of that experience.  

      I can certainly imagine myself not liking that book one bit when I was home with two small kids (kindergarten and 4th grade), my dh was traveling for business about 90% of the year and both my parents were suffering with cancer and lived across the country from me, with my Mom eventually dying.

      But for me, now, when I read EPL the time was right, and I rejoiced and was saddened right along with Elizabeth and was  grateful for her sharing her writing.

      • yes (0 / 0)

        you expanded upon what i meant. i read this book about  four or five months ago. my mom gave it to me. in the last year i have left a long term relationship with the father of my son, and it has been very hard, and it was nowhere near the supposedly idyllic relationship she describes in the book. the read was uplifting and the inner exploration she does with her external experiences was what was valuable for me.

        We cannot defend freedom abroad by deserting it at home. - E.R. Murrow

        by lorin on Tue Jan 29, 2008 at 03:00:42 PM PDT

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      • haven't read it but... (0 / 0)

        i will.  i do think it may be a book for those who have reached a certain age and a certain point in their life.  i had lunch with a good friend today who has just dropped out of a very powerful high tech job and she is my age...54. she is also like me in that her last daughter is off to college next year.  she is reading this book and has gotten through eat and is in the pray section.  her advice to me was read the 3 sections individually.  in other words read one, put it down and reflect and then go to the next.

        as i said i haven't read it but the idea is very very appealing to me.  i have almost raised my child, i have worked in an intense career,and i have worked hard to create a family life that balances all.  the idea of taking time for just myself to reflect is one i am really looking forward to in the next year or so. i have already begun the process.

  • liked it (0 / 0)

    I really liked this book, at least what I remember. I remember that some passages really jumped out at me and made an impression, lots of underlining.

    From what I remember, the whole journey came about after Gilbert hit rock bottom after her divorce, and deep depression.  It's not that she was living some charmed life, free from any pain.  In fact, it was the pain that made her take the leap.

    I thought it was inspiring.  I can't go to India and Italy like she did right now, nor do I want to.  But it reminded me that you can take a leap right where you are, or as she said, shift.

  • She figured out a way (0 / 0)

    to do what she loves to do AND get paid for doing it. I say good for her. Shouldn't that be the goal for all of us? To figure out what we're good at, to love what we do, and then figure out how to get paid for it? It takes some people years to do this, and unfortunately others never get the chance because they worry too much about what people will think and say. Some people call it selfish or self indulgent... well I think she was brave to say "f" this; I don't want kids and I don't want to be with this man anymore. I bet her husband went on to find someone that did want what he wanted and is probably thanking her for leaving.
    If I could figure out a way to travel for free for a year and then get paid to write about it, I definitely would. I can see it now, "Eat, Pray, Love: My Year Long European Vacation with a Four and Two Year Old." :)
    I read the book and enjoyed it. Whenever anyone, but especially a woman, finds their path to happiness, it's always a reason to celebrate.

    • asdf (0 / 0)

      "Whenever anyone, but especially a woman, finds their path to happiness, it's always a reason to celebrate."

      what a wonderful way to look at this. i agree.

      We cannot defend freedom abroad by deserting it at home. - E.R. Murrow

      by lorin on Tue Jan 29, 2008 at 03:02:43 PM PDT

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    • I loved the book (0 / 0)

      and of course most people cannot do what she did but that didn't bothere me. I have little in common with her but I really enjoyed and identified with some of her feelings.

      and I would love to find a way to travel for a year and get paid to write about it, like Sandra said. But I think if you're traveling with a 2 and 4 year old, it might be "Eat, Pray, Whine, Love."

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