So, this morning I finally finished Emma by Jane Austen. It took me 7 months, which I'm absolutely certain is a personal record. I started it last winter and halfway through became bored and started other books, and this summer I came to the conclusion that since I have the time, why not finish it before I forgot how it began? But it took me almost a month to read the second half. It's not that it was boring, it just wasn't engaging. It was extremely well written, and the characters were more developed than any I've ever read. It was clever and realistic, and put other books that claim to be realistic to shame. It just wasn't my cup of tea. I just waned to give the famous author a chance. And I might not even give up on her yet! I have every intention of reading Pride and Prejudice. I just hope it's more filled with adventure than Emma.
It just sucks that I didn't read too many books this summer. There have been summers where I read ten in a month! But I've been trying to stay focused and finish what I started, therefore avoiding all books. I've been reading articles on the internet and newspaper and magazines to keep me occupied. I'm just going to accept the fact that reading more than one book at a time is something I can handle. When I was a kid, I couldn't handle it. But I'm pretty sure I can do it now. It took me long enough to notice though.
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