WUTHERING HEIGHTS (Emily Bronte) - July 25/14

My finish-every-book rule is thwarted yet again by another so-called "classic." Like Jane Eyre and Sense and Sensibility, this has been written in an archaic style that simply doesn't work in this day and age. There's no flow and no momentum, and Bronte compounds this by emphasizing underdeveloped characters. I just couldn't keep track of these people. (Bronte didn't give me any reason to care, at any rate.) This is another case where I was determined to finish the book, but sitting on the subway I just decided that life is too short and stopped around page 90. No rating.