Perhaps one can argue that this is the character’s view, but when reading you get the feeling it is also the author wondering why do women wear makeup when they look so much better without it. However, she is meant to be his friend, and he then goes on to compare her to his latest ex-Katherine, saying that “no one looked more beautiful without makeup than Katherine.” Not cool. I was annoyed, to say the least, when I read the sentence: “She looked prettier than she ever had before-Colin always preferred girls without makeup.” At this point in the book, there’s a general feeling that something might happen between Lindsey Lee Wells and Colin. It is clear that we are meant to be sympathetic towards Colin, as Green states at the end of the book that he had a “fondness” towards him.
The dialogue is often really funny, and realistic enough to easily imagine this novel also being made into a film.īut it is not perfect. Mother Hollis and daughter and Lindsey Lee Wells are just as prominent, strong and interesting as their male counterparts. However, as well as Colin’s sidekick, Hassan (who Green should totally write a novel about), there are some great female characters. The fact that they were given numbers, I found, dehumanised these characters, and meant they were not as rounded. The story’s central character is Colin, who is a “Dumpee”, and all nineteen of the girls he has dated have been called Katherine. I was turned off by the concept of the book that is evident in the title. That said, I had reservations about reading it. I felt excited to start reading it, and I enjoyed it so much that I made sure I had a copy waiting for me when I returned home, in between jetting off to Spain, where I’m now living. An Abundance of Katherines was first published ten years ago, but is seeing a revival now that Green is a bestselling author. I had read John Green’s The Fault In Our Stars, which rightfully brought him to critical acclaim (as well as a film deal). That said, a good writer will keep you hooked enough to pull you away from such distractions. But in the age of social media, I find myself clicking on different articles deep into the night instead. It’s something I know I should do more, especially as an English Literature graduate and as a writer. Reading a good book is like meditation for those of us whose minds won’t shut up. I picked this book up on my travels from a Silent Meditation Retreat in Ubud, Bali.
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