For the 6th time in my life I've attempted to read Pride and Prejudice and I can't get through it.
Here's what happens, I decided that it's something that I really need to do, so I go pick up a copy. I'll start to read and then I find my mind drifting. It's not the book, I know this because the prose is written beautifully. It's not the characters, I know this because I like them. I think it's the subject matter. I simply just don't find an emotional connection with women striving to get married.
I've deiced to never go back this time. I'm going to sell my copy, and just move on with my life.
Here's what happens, I decided that it's something that I really need to do, so I go pick up a copy. I'll start to read and then I find my mind drifting. It's not the book, I know this because the prose is written beautifully. It's not the characters, I know this because I like them. I think it's the subject matter. I simply just don't find an emotional connection with women striving to get married.
I've deiced to never go back this time. I'm going to sell my copy, and just move on with my life.