Monday, August 28, 2006

clouds, shadows, Dombey & Son

Watching majestic nimbus clouds piling up in the blue.

Shadows of leaves playing on the trunks of trees.

Reading the last of the 1000 or so wearisome pages of Dombey & Son. If this were the only novel which Dickens wrote he would surely not be thought of as a great novelist. It is tedious and sentimental, with a story, which is rendered no more believable by the weird behaviour of the central characters. Not for a moment do you understand why they act as they do. It is not worth suspending disbelief for.

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