Kate Savage's Reviews > Entering the Stone: On Caves and Feeling Through the Dark

I couldn't finish. I can't even explain why I was so turned off by this book. Maybe it's the mistake of trying it directly after reading Helen Macdonald, who is just so much better at natural history.

This is also a book that is supposed to be about nature but is actually about death. But the connection felt forced. This book is also about all the human meaning behind a natural thing. But the meaning-talk obscured the object itself. Also: I was bored.

What's the difference between revelatory introspection and tone-deaf self-centeredness? I don't know, I can't tell, I'm worried that I can't explain why some books are unreadable to me.