This is skillfully and poetically written, but then I'm not actually looking for poetry when I read prose. Not too much plot either. I really like more to HAPPEN when I'm reading a book*.
I also re-read The Virgin and the Gypsy by D H Lawrence. There's the usual Lawrentian guff about feelings (for feelings, read sex). There's a Freudian candlestick. There's also an hilariously-agonising description of the tedium of a never-ending evening en famille at the rectory. The book is worth reading for that alone (I don't usually associate Lawrence with hilarity).
Just edited to add: to be fair, the Napoleonic Wars happen, and we march on Moscow ... perhaps I should have said I prefer a book where the plot is more complex.
Day 305; book 295
Entitled couple’s attempt to steal a neighbor’s cat backfires, leaving them
with a mountain of vet bills, a court order, and a public meltdown: ‘We
were astonished that they had the audacity. THEY CLAIMED IT WAS THEIR CAT
THEY LOST’
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Some neighborhoods treat pets like local celebrities, but there's always
someone ready to play talent agent and book them for a private tour.
In these c...
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