By the tenth I was puzzled and by the fifteenth I was completely lost. By the second page my excitement had abated somewhat. When I finally decided to read it, I plunged forward undaunted and excited. I’d seen it on my aunt’s shelf a few years ago and put it on my mental to-read list, and that was about it. When I picked up A Sentimental Journey initially, I really had no idea what it was about. Sterne’s novel was also a precursor to the approach of Romantic writers like Goethe, whose Italian Journey I read earlier this year. Not only is it a turning-point in the history of travel writing, it also makes fun of the self-obsessed and narrow-minded travel accounts of older generations, something I’m sure almost everyone enjoys, if only in small doses. There are several reasons why I wanted to read Laurence Sterne’s A Sentimental Journey Through France and Italy. Meanwhile, I’ve got a backlog of reviews that I’m hoping to share with you all, starting with another travel-inspired tome. In fact, now that the winter break has begun, I’ve finally been able to focus on Books I Actually Want to Read, rather than constantly struggling through the tyranny of Books I Must Read For Class or Risk Failing. But fear not! I haven’t been neglecting my reading. Well, it’s been a while since I posted a book review. This book is #6 on my Back to the Classics list for 2014.
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