I’m just over 100 pages into The Great Gatsby, and I’m absolutely loving it. It has been less than a week since I began it. I can’t pinpoint any one thing about it that draws me in, but I do know that it’s on the verge of becoming an obsession.
I’d heard plenty about it before beginning my independent reading, but never anything about the content, really. That’s why I generally shy away from classics. I want to read a book for pleasure– not for intellectual stimulation (or something). Also, they don’t give you a summary on the back. That bugs me. On the back of The Great Gatsby, it tells me how wonderful the book is, how masterfully written it is, and there is a rather long bio for the author. But nowhere is there a summary. How am I to know if I’d like to read it if there’s no summary?
Anyways, I did eventually cave… because of the movie. The trailer for the movie is just. So. Freaking. Awesome. I had to see the movie, and therefore I had to read the book. I’m glad that I have my priorities straight because it has been an absolute joy so far.
Don’t tell me anything about the book, but I’m sensing a looming tragedy. Aah! I just want to read it.
Warning: I love the book, but if I was forced to read it for school, I would absolutely hate it. I cannot enjoy literature if I did not choose to read it. If you are being forced to read it, there is plenty about the book to nitpick and hate on.
Another warning: You have got to pay attention in this book! If you just skim it, you’ll think that nothing is going on. It does have a bit of a slow start, but it’s less than 200 pages! If you give up on that… *shakes head*
Until next time,
X’s and O’s,