I finally started March's classic last week; a few days late. And I haven't got very far yet. Far enough to know that it's not going to be a cheerful journey. Between Quilp _ an evil little bully _ and Nell, who is nearly insufferable, and her grandfather, with his weakness (if I hadn't read the intro I would have picked either gambling or prostitutes as his vice of choice) that will lead to their ruin _ there's not a lot going on here that could be called remotely cheerful.
And I"m not sure I'm liking it. I remember not liking Great Expectations when I read it back in university, but I thought I'd give Dickens another shot. After this, I'm not so sure.
Ah, well. We'll see ...
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