My gods, three months on one book?! That’s ridiculous, I’d hate it too. Very early on every damn class I had in middle and high read Shakespeare, it was tedious to a point of meaning nothing after awhile. My absolute WORST was Grapes of Wrath. Giant fat book, depressing as hell, about The Depression, dragged on and on and on tied into the entire rubric so the instructor constantly referenced it and tied it into every damn thing we read.

After that I was in literature AP, so we moved through so many different works I could find something to like. But my college was similarly affected, probably a cousin professor because we were to study classics, and this woman’s selections were so terrible it put me off recreational reading until after graduate school.

My Dark Vanessa has given me the icks like nothing else I’ve read. 😣

Occasionally betterworldbooks.com or ABEbooks, eBay.