A big disappointment 7

In this new novel, the author Paulo Coelho takes the stage himself, telling his story. It is a period in his life when he did not really know where he is, what paths borrow, he still has faith or not? What can he do to not turn in circles, seeing his life to a standstill? His master gives him a J. maintains and advises: "! Bouge" he said. And the writer decided to cross all Russia by train to stop in major cities and offer meetings for readers who have not yet been able to travel to Moscow to meet with. But this trip has a different goal for Paulo Coelho: help refocus and regain drivers son of his existence.

From the beginning of this journey on the Trans-Siberian train crossing only throughout Russia to get to Vladivostok Terminus invites herself a young girl Hilal, 21, love like never Paulo Coelho.
And this is where things started to get tougher for me.

Upon arrival Hilal, I began to feel a sense of unease. At first he could be cleared as Paulo Coelho repulsed, and focused on his goal. It offered to the reader to ponder many passages, quotes to remember and I thought he had a good meditation subject in this story. The other characters were as endearing Yao translator and Tatiana, a happy meeting among the author's readers. Where it has not been easy for me, is when Paulo Coelho began to desire Hilal as a woman, to use his words, and his desire to relate, if not his fantasy, to the young lady. I'm maybe not quite open, I am perhaps bigoted, but the fact that a man like Paulo Coelho, aged in this story of sixty years, feels such impulses of the EGAR a young girl of 21, I was shocked. Also, shortly after passing half of the book, I was forced to abandon play.

I really wanted to continue, not least that for all these lines of inquiry offered by this book, all the author explained with time, pins, loneliness, domestic fights ... But in parallel , history of desire with Hilal put me too uncomfortable, I did not have any desire to continue this history, something had blocked me and I just could more. What good force me? Reading should be fun and there, it was downright become a torment, I had come to dread very strong intimacy between chapters Paulo Coelho and ... Hilal.

In short, I believe that there is not much else to say. My opinion is mixed, maybe I missed an exceptional end, and other things, but for me this book appeared me more as a commercial story, certainly there was sobering, but I found that it did not have the depth of other writer's works, sometimes even meditative themes were only there for padding. And suddenly I was really disappointed.

Now, I do not judge by Paulo Coelho this book and by the story of a girl, and I always think of the faith that in the future he will reserve us other fine works. I trust him!