This is perhaps the most frustrating read ever for me. It was like being invited to a sumptuous buffet with my taste buds on strike. (OK…lousy analogy !)
I believe I was not prepared for the plot of this book; I was not receptive enough to its symbolism. Maybe, I simply failed to soak in the America of the 1920s. So, I did the next best thing : I tried to read the “SparkNotes”.
I think the book deserves a re-read. Maybe a couple of months from today.
It is a pity: there is so much to read in a book…and I am not upto the task ….tsk…tsk…tsk