Confident Woman by Joyce Meyer
It was suggested I read this book because 1. I have virtually no self-confidence, 2. my life is largely ruled by fear, 3. and the past several months have launched blow after blow at me. I’ll go into that later. Maybe. Let me just put it this way: I am SICK and TIRED of spirituality/self-help crossover books. They’re chock-farking-full of anecdotes, and I HATE anecdotes. That’s all these books seem to be! If you can’t find anything worth saying and have to pad your book with story after never-ending story that all say the same damn thing, write a pamphlet! I’d buy the pamphlet! If you’ve got ten $25 books out already, you could handle writing something that merely says what needs saying, and nothing else. This book warrants no rating.
Fini for now.
August 2nd, 2007 at 11:51 am
“I was going to buy a copy of The Power of Positive Thinking, and then I thought: What the hell good would that do?”
August 26th, 2007 at 2:18 am
That books sucks too. Peale and Carnegie… boo. Who’s Ronnie Shakes? =P