Last week I started Tess of the D'Ubervilles by Thomas Hardy {1891}. I'm really really enjoying it thus far {only on page 121 so about 344 to go!}. I'm a sucker for poetic language & this does not disappoint. People just don't write like this anymore!
I was totally creeped out by Alec D'Uberville the moment he was introduced...the back of the book sort of gave away the general plot & I'm great at solving mysteries {hehe!}...perhaps it was the cigar or the demeaning and false appreciation of Tess {you know sleazeballs who are all 'oh baby baby baby, blah blah blah,' but are really huge pervs. They enjoy wearing message t-shirts that say things like 'Single' & may have a propensity towards roofies-& equally tacky kinds of things}. Phew...long winded rant!
I don't want to give anything away for those who haven't read this yet, so I won't go into too much detail about where I am in the book. While I'm enjoying it, I sometimes want to give Tess a swift kick in the behind for allowing Alec to even be in her presence. Girls got to watch out for themselves!
While I'm busy finishing...Go turn some pages yourself!
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