Here's my latest blog post for the Huffington Post Books Section. And for what it's worth, I'm still reading Wuthering Heights. I was complaining about it to the husband last night and he said, "How long is that book, anyway?" I told him it was around 350 pages, to which he replied, "Oh. Feels like you've been complaining about it for 700."
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Sounds like something a man would say.
To be fair, I have been complaining pretty endlessly about it. But amazingly enough, the book just got good again. 50 pages from the end and I'm suddenly caring again. Crazy.
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