Recently my book club read The Great Gatsby. This was, I hazard, the fourth time I’ve read it–I actually listened to it. It was phenomenal. The language–oh my giddy aunt–as well as its immediacy mesmerized me. This book, written almost a hundred years ago, read as if it was describing our time, our loss, and our devastating capacity for hope. I adored it.

It has inspired me to add the classics–broadly defined–back into my reading. I’m now enjoying Toni Morrison’s Song of Solomon and, when I’m done with that, plan to reread–the last time was in the late 70s– Madame Bovary.

Do you read the classics? What are your favorites? What should I tackle? Anything you loathe?

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