I thought “Three Daughters of Eve” was just OK, and decided to give Shafak another go. But dear God, this was a whitewashed, soapy mess of a novel.
In fact, she somehow manages to turn Rumi, an important literary figure, into a caricature of man. Ugh!!
As a celebrated middle-eastern writer, you’d think she could manage to write to a middle-eastern audience, but no, she chooses the mediocre Western masses for her audience, who “adore her writing” because she manages to insert some surface-level “cultural” template in her works.