Eat, Pray, Love: Haters and Relaters @ 10:30 am
thoughtfulI feel weird about certain reactions to Eat, Pray, Love. I read the book and I really enjoyed it. If I had any criticisms (which I may have) I can't remember what they were. I just know I thought it was really funny (I laughed out loud a lot) and I wouldn't say it changed my life, but it definitely inspired me. It helped me decide to try dating Rase (i.e. "follow my heart"), and look how that turned out!
The complaint I've heard most about it is that it is whiny, and that readers just don't "feel bad for" or sympathize with a woman who gets paid to take a vacation and eat and pray and love. That may be a valid point but it just reeks of jealousy. Doesn't it? What people are really saying is, "I don't feel bad for her because I have my own problems and I sure am not getting paid to go to Venice and ride them out." But I kind of think the point of the book is to be HAPPY for her, not pity her. If you pity her at times, that's the fault rather than the accomplishment of the author. I should read the book again because I can totally see a memoir turning out whiny and self-absorbed, but I mostly remember really enjoying the book. And it makes me feel sad when people say things like what I mentioned above--because even if they're right, they sound petty and unhappy when they say it. And the point of the book is the opposite of pettiness and unhappiness. It's about following your bliss. Or chasing it. Or something.
I also wonder if the fact that she got paid for it really made it an easy ride for her. Financially, YES. It is definitely easier to travel when you don't have to worry about the money. She was very lucky to get paid to do this and write a book about it. Does that mean the the experience she had was less meaningful or even trying? I think the reason it seems that way is that it's assumed that if you're paid to do something, especially something most people can't do because they can't afford it, it makes your life seem really easy. There is definitely some truth to that. The wealthy (which I count as most of us) experience what I think of as very bourgeois angst: that is, angst you only feel if you're well-off enough not to worry about your basic survival. It is definitely hard to sympathize with that kind of angst because, in actuality, you have everything you need (and, potentially, want) and you're still not happy.
I'm not sure that bourgeois angst is entirely what her problem was though. I've noticed that younger women seem to be more into the book than older women, and I think that perhaps that's because younger women really sympathize with her heartbreak and her search for identity. What I think I gained from the book was the idea that you (yes YOU) deserve to be happy, even if it takes a ridiculous (maybe paid for) quest across the world to get you that way. But I don't think you necessarily need an epic quest. You may just need quilting lessons, or another shot at grad school, or a cream soda once a week. And I think that's where readers become very ungenerous with this book. The fact that she got paid to take a vacation and "find herself" seems really unfair because most of us can't. But most of us don't really need to. Some of us wouldn't even want to. We each have our own ways of dealing with unhappiness and choosing or not choosing to try to become happier. A major journey was how Liz Gilbert did it, and I would rather be grateful that she had the means to share her story with us than cranky that she had the means to do it at all.
I think one of the most difficult things to do is to be happy for another person and actually share in their joy when their position seems so much more favored than your own. But happier people makes a happier world. If her happiness matters, so does yours (and vice versa). For that reason I wish the negative and envy-filled criticism of this book would stop. It comes off as catty rather than critical, and it indicates to me an unhappy people trying to find company for their misery. There are plenty of things to criticize about this book. Should her good luck be one of them? I think we can do better to express love and keep our hearts open instead of being constantly ready to condemn and "put people in their place." Listen first, rant later: What is her book really trying to say?
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