The past few days I can't even get myself to read this book. In the first chapter the psychiatrist is selected to help the patient because he too is a painter, and now I am wondering if you need to be a painter in order to enjoy these drawn out descriptions of an artists retreat. This woman is boring, and predictable and, frankly, a bit annoying. At this point I don't really see any need for her character and it is just annoying to read about her. I just need to force myself to carry on and hope that there is some purpose to it all.
The switch back from 1887 to the present and comparing the two couples is very reminiscent of Possession as well. So far I am finding very little of the story or the structure to be original.
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