Charles Dicken's Great Expectations. Another classic under my belt. I guess there's something to be said about that. However, this post is about my reactions, so I guess I'll start.
This book treated me fairly well. It wasn't really long, and it kept me mostly interested enough of the time to keep it from becoming overly tedious. Dicken's writing was certainly not hurtful to the eyes, and I enjoyed more than one part. However, I must be honest that I really didn't sympathize with any of the characters. I may have mentioned in many of my blogs and in class explanations that Pip acted like an ignorant child for the first third of the novel, which could have been endearing at first, but as he grew it up he did not gain any more intelligence, and he really just struck me as being stupid at quite a few parts. For example, he could have, you know, noticed that Estella was out to get him. Love is illogical apparently. My predicitions, outside of the alien ones, were actually fairly accurate. At least I can respect that the plot didn't stretch my suspension of disbelief like so many current novels do. (I'm looking at you Harry.)
Indeed, I did read the whole novel. I was pretty good about following the schedule at first, then I usually read in chunks, reading a couple days ahead. Before the last week, I basically said "forget that" and finished the novel. Sometimes I read in the morning, but I actually finished the novel between bands during a festival. I think it was more satisfying for me to get that instant gratification of solving mysterys and getting squicked out by odd marriages.
Still, such a disappointment that my rather outlandish predictions were false. I'm sure that can be corrected in a alternate version. It would have made things much more interesting.
-Aaron
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