The hard part for me with this book was that every time I set aside some time to read it, I'd start in, and within a half hour or so, I found I was actively looking for some excuse to stop reading. I could see what Carroll was doing, understand what was good about it, and even enjoy (small) parts of it. But it was like trying to listen to music with a lot of sub-audible distortion. It was just very tiring. Had I not been reading for the club, I'd have abandoned it at the 10% mark, but as it was, I stuck it out for a lot longer.
The idea that this was a reflection of Carroll's epilepsy makes a lot of sense. I'm appreciate the research that people have brought to this, because without it I'd have simply blown the experience off as a waste of time. With the increased understanding brought here, I no longer think it a waste of time, but I'm still not motivated to try to finish even the first one.
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