As you may recall, I've been reading books back and forth with my eldest daughter since I moved East. She is still Out West. We just finished Dune by Frank Herbert last night. We are starting Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen tomorrow night. War and Peace is coming.
Wow, I'm about half way through
Dune. I've seen so many adaptions of
Pride and Prejudice (BBC's 6-Part from 1990s is the best I believe) that I probably wouldn't bother now, plus it's a bit Oprah Book Club.
Ah,
War and Peace. Well. It took me around 6 months, reading some most days, back when I used to get a train to work. Spoiler alert perhaps, but the end is
terrible. It just fizzles out into an unreadable essay. Awful. Tolstoy got so big for his boots he thought he was reinventing the novel form.He didn't.