Repetition
is a good way to memorize or remember things. In both music and literature, it can
also emphasize important features, create suspense, or heighten expectation.
But too much of it becomes counterproductive.
I
enjoy a good hymn even though the musical structure of each stanza is the same,
and that also goes for hymns that have a chorus that repeats after every verse.
But part of my enjoyment comes from keying in on the elements that aren’t
repetitive, such as the different words in each stanza. I don’t enjoy contemporary
music that simply repeats the same words and melody over and over. Repetition that
is overdone tends to lose its impact.
Literature
works the same way. Some repetition can be valuable, but too much simply bores
me to death.
We
all have different music and reading tastes, and not everybody feels the same
way about repetition. Still, every writer should be aware of the effect his or
her literary devices have on the reader.
Redeeming
Love
by Francine Rivers is one of the most boring books I have ever read. That’s my opinion,
but the reviews say that many other readers don’t agree with me.
The
premise of Redeeming Love is taken from the Bible book of Hosea, which
says that no one is beyond redemption. In Hosea, God tells the prophet to marry
a prostitute. After she leaves him for another man, God tells Hosea to go after
her and bring her back home. There is repetition in that Hosea finds and
marries Gomer once and then finds her again to redeem her, but the entire book
of Hosea is eleven pages in my ESV Bible and it takes less than three of them to
cover the story of Hosea and Gomer. The rest is dedicated to where the story points—to
God’s desire to redeem Israel and Judah.
Francine
Rivers’ Redeeming Love, on the other hand, takes almost 500 pages to
tell the story. I realize that good Biblical fiction enhances the story to develop
the characters, setting, and plot, and if the book had been 300 pages, I might
have been okay with it. Unfortunately, Redeeming Love tells an extremely
repetitive story about an insipid heroine who goes through the same thing over
and over again and doesn’t learn her lesson until the very end.
Repetition
can aid memory or highlight important lessons, but there comes a point where it
becomes counterproductive. The only lesson I got from Redeeming Love is
to not read anything else by Francine Rivers.
And
that’s not the lesson she intended to teach.






