Well, I've been trying to read more classics lately, in preparation for the college that I may or may not end up attending any time soon. I've started out reading The Scarlet Letter, because when I took the SRI test in high school, that was the only book in our library that was up to my comprehension level.
I haven't finished that one (it's very long-winded and lately I just can't sit still long enough to do more than a chapter each sitting), but now I'm trying to read The Adventures of Huckleberry Fin. I just can't get into it, though. The time period it's set in just doesn't hold any interest for me and I feel like the characters are just totally unrelatable; mostly because of their accents. It's just that I have such a hard time sifting through their accents to get to the information that I soon grow bored of it and just don't even care anymore. I would like it better if Mark Twain had simply left the accent up to me to apply.
I'm probably going to give up on that book and go for the more dark and macabre classics- they're WAY more interesting.
My thoughts are just amazing :O Sometimes it will be a bitch fest and sometimes it will be me ecstatic about something.
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