When the Steinbeck collection arrived, I first read Of Mice & Men, which was a bite-sized (albeit tasty) morsel of a book. Poor, sweet, doughy-headed Lenny! I was only delaying the inevitable, however, as I knew that I'd have to make penance for my youthful transgression and read the much more substantial, Grapes, from cover to cover. So it began.
Read MoreInside Owen Wister's, The Virginian, there lurks a great western romance novel. Unfortunately the reader doesn't encounter this story until the book's third act. Prior to this, it's all tedium and tumble weeds.
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