After slogging my way through Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice for a month, I can definitely say this: I’m glad the month is over.

I just could not get into this book. I found its style off-putting, tedious, and amateurish.

But I dug Caruso.

So it wasn’t a total loss.

By the way, I think I figured out how to handle blogging about one topic for an entire month: “Days 401-424.” Rather than post every single day, I’ll post in chunks when something arises that matters to me.

Problem solved.