As some of you may know, last month I left my job of 7 ½ years to accept a position at a different company. I have been in San Francisco training for the last month, therefore my blogging has lapsed. However I have finally finished the next book in my 100 in 365 day challenge. Luckily on the list between this book and the last, there were two books that I had already read. These books were also two of my favorite books of all time, To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee and The Lord of the Rings (all three) by J.R.R Tolkien. If you have not read either, I suggest you do! Even with the extended period it took me to finish this last book, I think I am still on track to finish my book challenge in the allotted time.
But for now let’s talk about Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov. It is kind of cringe worthy to admit that you like this book, after all it is basically the story about a pedophile and his victim. Which is exactly what I had to keep telling myself as I was reading this novel. As is natural when reading a book, I found myself rooting for the protagonist (which in this case is also the antagonist), and had to keep reminding myself what exactly I was cheering for. But reading through Lolita, you start to feel sorry for the narrator and want him to get his happy ending but then you recall that his happy ending is with a preteen and you start to get the creepy crawlies. However, because Nabokov presents this novel as a “found” tell-all deprecatory tale from the protagonist’s perspective, I did start to sympathize with this terrible person. I got lost in the story and wanted to flip ahead to see how it all ended. Which for me, is a sign that I am really invested in the story and can hardly wait to see what happens.
I cannot imagine this story ever getting published today, not without a thorough investigation of its author and content. And I can definitely understand why it has been on so many banned book lists. But in honor of Banned Books week, while wearing my banned books socks, I will admit that I did like this novel; even if I did utter “gross” or “eww” aloud a few times while reading!
Having already read The Catcher in the Rye by JD Salinger (one of my husband’s favorite books), I am moving on to the next entry on the list Midnight’s Children by Salman Rushdie. Which is a very fitting title seeing as I am in San Francisco and the author lives right in this very city!