I hadn't read any Austen till college, and even then I've only ever made it through
Emma,
which I do love, and most of of
Pride and Prejudice.
I love her stories and characters, but her style is just too dated for me.
Thomas Hardy and the Brontes (mostly Emily) I could read forever.
::sits next to Seska::
Thomas Hardy
t hisses, throws tomatoes
Joins Dana in the hissing and throwing, which I did do to Tess. God, that girl's whining got to be waaay too much for me--I just wanted to smack her and say, "Get over it!"
Of course, I feel the same way when I have to watch Gone with the Wind--Scarlett drives me bonkers.
Thomas Hardy deserves something stronger than tomatoes.
Tinned tomatoes?
Maybe the giant HRI (hotel, restaurant and institution) size.
Don't forget, I think tomatoes are pretty gross.
Twice, once in high school and once in grad school, I had to read Jude the Obscure. I didn't make it through either time. About 50 pages from the end, it's all too ridiculous.
About 50 pages from the end, it's all too ridiculous.
Did you get as far as young Jude
killing the little girls and hanging himself?
The only book I had to read that I hated more was Ethan Frome.
I did, I did. Since I was being tested on it and all that, I read a summary.
Ethan Frome, on the other hand, I liked. I like Wharton. I don't mind people whose lives are inevitably going to suck. It's just the ridiculous pile of coincidences and stuff that happen in Hardy.
I have an upper limit on life suckage.