Two and a half years ago, I purchased the book 'As I Lay Dying' by William Faulkner
My high school English teacher, Mrs. Scott, said that it is a very good book, so I decided to take her word for it. The book is written with thick southern accents, poor grammar, and is completely nonsensical in parts. I knew of this challenge going into the book, but I was blown away by the actual difficulty of it all. I could only read a chapter at a time.
Six months later, I was only 100 pages into the book, and I basically put it away. A year and a half passed before I decided to pick it up again [August 2007]. I decided to start back at the beginning. Again, the book was very difficult to work my way through, although this time I knew the general goings on of the first 100 pages, so it was a bit easier. I made my way to the halfway point by Christmas, and I had planned to finish the book during the holidays but there was no time.
Finally, this past week, I forced myself to sit down and read. Once I got into the second half, the book actually started to pick up, and progress was being made [none of the 'My mother is a fish' crap that the first half of the book is about]. So in 5 months, I read the first half of the book, and in 3 or 4 days, I read the second half.
I am proud of myself for finally making it through the damn thing, and now I can move onto something light by a new Will F: Will Ferguson's 'Why I Hate Canadians'.
RATING: I would play outside 3.5 out of 5 times with 'As I Lay Dying'.