I have a few more fun posts up ahead, but first I wanted to tell you about my book Bleak House, now that I've FINALLY finished it, that is. :)
|This is my copy.|
First of all, why do these 19th century authors (such as Dickens), feel the need to describe so much? I just don't get it. Do I really care about the Fashionable Intelligence? Not really. :P You can keep your descriptions, Dickens. I want characters! I want drama! I want plot!
I'm sure you get what I'm sayin'.
On to the good stuff.
This was a very, very lovable book. It really was. Once you got past the descriptions, there were some very sweet moments that made me close the book, sit back, and sigh in delight at the reflection of it.
*SPOILER:*That chapter where Esther got well, and she finally saw Ada again? I couldn't keep my smile down for a whole half hour, honest.*END OF SPOILER*
I should give you a little synopsis, shouldn't I?! Ahem. :)
Esther Summerson grew up unloved. She never knew her real parents, and her life is pretty much dedicated to helping other people and shoving away any unsettling thoughts about her past, until she is called to Bleak House as a companion to the Wards in Jarndyce. A notorious case is going on at Chauncery, one that (they say) will never be settled. There seems to be a mix-up of some wills,and as far as Esther and her companions are concerned, the case has passed into a joke.
Throughout the book Esther learns the secret to her past, and what it and the Jarndyce case means to Bleak House, her Guardian, and her companions.
|Ada and Richard from the 2007 series, at FanPop.|
The book is exactly what you would expect of Dickens. It is a very deep (and very thick!) book, one that you really must take your time to read, just as you had to take your time if you've watched the (2007) series.
And let me tell you! When I watched the Bleak House series, I re-watched the first three episodes TWICE before I could grasp all the characters that were being thrown at me.
In the book, I really thought Esther was sweet. :) She's the kind of person we all wish we could be (kind, generous, not vain or proud), and yet she's not too perfect that you get annoyed with her (Elsie Dinsmore, anyone?). We see her struggles, and her joys (for part of the book is in first person), and how she handles what is going on around her. she's a great role model, so to speak. She kind of reminds me of Jane Eyre.
|This is my copy of the book, with a ring for scale. :) It's 900- something page book!|
So, in spite of the descriptions, I can safely say that I think this world needs more authors like Charles Dickens. We don't need trashy romances, that fill our minds with deceptive thinking. Nor violent sci-fi thrillers about teenagers who kill each other (and "I'm not mentioning no names"). I don't think too many authors today understand that you can have a good book (no, a GREAT book!) without putting horrid things in it.
Which is one reason I like classics.
Which is one reason you should read them. Because, they're really good, after all.