Eat, Pray, Love One Woman's Search for Everything Across Italy, India and Indonesia - Elizabeth Gilbert
To sum this book up concisely - it was wonderfully written, by a completely self-absorbed woman. What more can I say?

Gilbert, although an incredibly talented writer, is so self-centered and spoiled that it truly was not only difficult for me to relate to her, but impossible for me to sympathize with her. So many times, through the reading of this book, I just wanted to reach through the pages and smack her while saying, "Stop your whining! You have a dream job! You're traveling to some of the most wonderful places in the world! Appreciate it, you spoiled brat!!!"

It really is a shame, because I did find her conversational writing style easy to read and she occasionally made me chuckle. I assume that Gilbert is one of those people you like right off the bat, but then once you spend any length of time with them, they grate horribly on your nerves. Sadly, this is exactly what happened while reading the book.

Rebounding from an impending divorce and looking to find herself, Gilbert lucks upon what most writers can only dream about. She is given an opportunity, from her publisher, to travel to Italy, India, and Indonesia, in an effort to find herself. In the process of finding herself; however, she loses her readers. It was like listening to the poor, little rich girl complaining that her father won't buy her a pony, and then when he does, she complains because it's the wrong color. A skilled writer, Gilbert would do better to focus on writing about others and keep her private life, private.