Last
week I wrote how I planned to
plank
my way through the enormity of Jonathan Franzen's critically
acclaimed The Corrections.
Well,
I've powered through the first 100 pages. I'm just not getting into
it. Maybe the act of planking, and the effort it seems to take, is
hampering my appreciation of the literature. Or maybe it's just not
my kind of novel. I dunno. So far I've established that Franzen is a
capable writer. But if you ask me, his characters are dull to the
point of fading into middle-American obscurity and the plot-
once-rich people struggle with middle-class 90's financial
difficulties and Alzheimer's- depresses rather than engages.
Possibly
because of this I didn't have the strength nor the willpower to hold
plank longer than 2:24, way below my 4:02 record.
I
will try another reading and planking project soon with an equally
large but more promising novel.
No comments:
Post a Comment