Eat, Pray, Love seems like an uplifting story of someone who finds a new sense of self and goes seeking to create a bigger life. Yet an LBS interprets the protagonist as someone who avoids the reality that happiness is something we create within ourselves, regardless of our sitch. Not something we "find" by leaving a tough sitch.
Finally! Someone who agrees with me! I HATED that stupid book - she was just a self-indulgent woman who cheated on her husband and then took off looking for "happiness" from external sources.
Now - if the protagonist had been a LBS who pulled herself together and went off on adventures instead of staying a victim - THAT would have been a book I could have enjoyed.
