That is what I thought I was going to get. I was wrong. Green is one of those books I had a tough time reading. And in all honesty, I didn’t finish it. Let me explain. At first, it was vaguely reminiscent of Memoirs of a Geisha. A young girl is sold off by her own family and expected to train rigorously to become an extraordinary courtesan. The courses are exhausting and draining, the expectations are high, the women are vicious. The similarities were intriguing, if coincidental, as far as I was concerned since they ended as soon as I noticed them. This isn’t saying I expected a storyline that shadowed Arthur Golden’s book, but finding where the two complimented each other was the silver lining in what was continually turning into a confusing story of divergent plot lines better suited to individual novels rather than one.
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