Strange things are happening in my DailyLit consumption. Last week I hated Melville's Moby Dick (specifically: "Moby Dick is a pain") and loved Dostoyevsky's Notes from the Underground. Since then the situation has reversed. Now I like Moby Dick and CAN'T STAND Notes... (specifically: "It's just some man going on and on and on about nothing!").
Rethinking my "if I don't like it in the first 50 pages, quit" rule.
23 June 2008
Mon 23rd - 1
