Wow, I've just noticed that I'm nearing the end of my 4th year of this blog. That's pretty ridiculous. I've gone through so much in these four years. :-/
SO, I finished World Without End by Ken Follett last night. Yes, I read two 1000 page medieval dramas in one year. This one I began "to prepare myself for the release of Skyrim". Success.
I just got off the phone with the friend I was borrowing it from and we realized that it can be summed up in one word: stressful. I would read it during my 15 minute breaks at work and returned to work even tenser than before, mumbling things like "I just can't handle this book anymore. It's way too much". It was basically just a chaotic rotation of graphic sex, violence, and political struggles.
Again, Follett does a great job of taking ordinary readers and dropping them into another time. Everything about life in the time of the plague is explained in great detail. Remember being a kid and wondering why book characters never showered or went to the bathroom? Oh it's okay, all bodily functions are described in this book. It was fantastic.
And Oh So romantic. Lovers separated for thirty years by various circumstances? Yes please. All of the dramatic deaths were great too- an evil character dying of the plague somehow managed to have a shocking exit.
The only thing I really had a problem with was all the boob descriptions. Literally any time a new female character entered the scene, her breasts would be described in great detail. If she was wearing a loosely fitting garment, another character would grab her boobs and describe them to the reader since the narrator couldn't tell. If any amount of time passed, we were given an update on how the years changed the shape of her body. It was just so unnecessary. I got really tired of all the "soft and round's", the "gently sagging's" and the "small and perky's".
Now off to read as many books as I can before the year ends.
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