2) A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens
I hate to admit that it took me several months to finish this book. It wasn’t due to lack of interest or enjoyment, it was more of a “this book needs my undivided attention” type of lagging. I was more emotionally attached to the book in the middle and the very ending chapters. Dickens writing is so metaphorical and so epic that half of the time I had to stop reading and sit there and digest what happened. I truly enjoyed reading this literary classic. My obsession with the french revolution has only been piqued even more.
Cheers Dickens!
