Book #33: A Tale of Two Cities

It was the best of books, it was the worst of books, it was the age of reading a lot, it was the age of never reading at all, it was the epoch of quality blog posts, it was the epoch of kitschy and cheesy blog posts, it was the season of Deep Thoughts, it was the season of Stupid Ramblings, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, I had everything to look forward to, I had nothing to look forward to, I was going direct to book blogger Paradise, I was going direct the other way – In short, I’m reading A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens.

"A Tale of Two Cities" book cover

I’ve read this book before, but it’s been awhile.

As in, I read it my junior year of high school, so it’s been six years (MY GOD, I’M OLD).

I remember enjoying it, actually. But I also remember not fully understanding it. I DO remember remember a lot of symbolic (and maybe actual) wine flowing through the streets. It made me crave grape juice.

I also remember taking the AP European History test that year. There was an essay question on the French Revolution, and I’m pretty sure that everything I said was stuff I remembered from A Tale of Two Cities. I was such a good historian back then, huh?

(Don’t answer that)

Also, at my last English Department Halloween Party, the theme was Literary Villains, so I went as Madame DeFarge. I had to knit the entire time. One of my professors asked, “Are you SURE she’s a VILLAIN? Why do you think that?”

I stammered something about, “Well, uh, because, y’know…because…well she’s just kind of AWFUL, isn’t she? Don’t you think so?” I didn’t want to have to admit that I hadn’t actually read the book since high school. I never like admitting I don’t know things. Thankfully, the professor accepted my answer and mentioned that she agreed, but thought that it was an interesting costume choice.

I said that I’m terrible of thinking up costumes and I had a scarf I had to work on anyway.

And that’s all the experience I have going into A Tale of Two Cities.

do for sure remember most of the skeleton of the plot. But I’m curious to see what I think of the book now.

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