Cupid: A Tale of Love and Desire Book

My God...this could've ruined mythology for me if I hadn't already read the tale of Cupid and Pysche.

Apparently this author is very well acclaimed. But this book was atrocious. Lester makes the amateur mistake of assuming that the reader cares about his personal life. He constantly breaks the flow of the story by recounting his previous marriages and love interest. This isn't a biography, therefore, I'm not interested in the author's personal life. And a lot of times what he had to say wasn't all that relevant to the story.

This would've been much better in third-person. But Lester obviously thought it was funny to play the role of a story-teller who, on occasion, consulted the "story" for its opinion.

Not only that, but it's near impossible to tell what time-frame this story is set in. At times it seems like a very badly modernized version of the original myth. (Especially when the characters say things like "yo, listen up" and "she's such a bitch".) The dialogue was horrendous at times like these. But despite the dialogue, the setting seemed to suggest that the story took place in Ancient Rome.

It more or less made me hate all my favorite gods and goddess. It was that bad.

The ending was extremely rushed. One minute, Psyche is dying. The next minute, Cupid was kissing her awake, she was made immortal, they were married, and eight months later their kid was born. This all happened over the course of 3 pages. Seriously. I'm not joking at all. All of this happened between pages 189 and 192. Check for yourself if you don't believe me.

So as much as my interest in Greek and Roman mythology wanted me to like this book...I couldn't. And I'm extremely upset that I wasted my time reading this. So I have to say to anyone reading this, don't make the same mistake.