FINALLY

[litlover12]

At long, LONG last, I've finished that Edith Wharton biography. I can't say I'm sorry to see it end (with all due respect to Wharton). There is something about exhaustive biographies that is, well, exhausting. For instance, I love gardens, as Wharton did -- although I'm not sure any other human being has ever loved them quite as much as she did -- but I did not need to read the history and description of every single flower the woman ever raised.

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[litlover12.livejournal.com]

It's so funny that you mentioned that, because I have a bit of a history with that book! I read the abridged "Les Miserables" as a teenager, and then when I realized it was abridged, I charged off to look for the unabridged version because I HATE abridgments and always have, and I wanted to see what I'd missed.

Well. When I was deep in the bowels (pardon the pun) of the Paris sewer system with the extremely long-winded Victor Hugo, I decided that there was ONE book in the world that did need to be abridged, and "Les Miserables" was it.

It's probably good that you reminded me of that experience -- it makes me feel a bit kindlier toward the Wharton bio. Flowers are preferable to sewers, after all. ;-)

[mosinging1986.livejournal.com]

Oh, that is too funny! I do want to try again, just to say I made it. But I don't have the energy right now. Maybe if I vow to make it a lifelong project where I read only a few pages a day. Perhaps by the time I'm 70 I'll have finished it. Maybe.