Moby Dick
I am happy (thrilled? relieved?) to report that I have finally finished reading Moby Dick by Herman Melville. I started it last year, got about halfway through, then set it aside for the lighter, easier books that were arriving (sometimes daily) at the library. This continued for about a year. Then last week, I had many books that I was waiting for, but none that had arrived, and I looked at Moby Dick next to my bed gathering dust and decided that I was tired of seeing it and needed to finish it. It took me about five days to finish it off. If you had asked me what I thought about Moby Dick before this week, I would not have been overly excited. There were a few amusing bits, but there were an awful lot of bits that felt like a slog. I was worried that the rest of the book was just going to be a three hundred page slog to the finish line. It wasn't. In fact, I actually ended up liking it. Kind of a lot. And the ending was particularly satisfying. I was surprised by my reaction, ac...