Love

After recently finishing the novel, Love by Toni Morrison, I was a little confused on how exactly I felt about it.

When I first began to read the novel I was very confused with the various characters that I encountered throughout the chapters. I felt the author kept switching between characters and it was difficult to follow at times, which through my track off the story line. To be completely honest I didn't really start following the story line until about Chapter 8 (Father). Anyways..

I really enjoyed how the term, love, was incorporated in many different ways throughout the novel. For instance, Morrison used the term love as an actual affection towards another person. Through her writing she also defined love as something that could bring someone to insanity such as, setting a bed on fire. In this novel, love is something that is formed as a game of greed, a way of life, something we need, and how it effects people.

I find it interesting that Morrison writes this novel about a man named, Bill Cosey, who has many different relationships with various women. The way that he played these women and the stories of each relationship are very interesting. It is funny how love is incorporated in each relationship but can hold a totally different meaning with each. For example, the love between Mr. & Mrs. Cosey is true love compared to love between Mr. Cosey & his granddaughter,which is more a "blood love." I believe love plays these same roles in actual reality. We view this everyday between friends, family, peers, etc. Love is constantly being tossed around us and the meaning is constantly changing at all times, which is why love is so difficult to define. One minute it's "this" and the next it's "that." Whatever that may be.