It's pancake day, and I'm sick with a cold. Normally, I love pancakes, but today my body craves only soup, gruel, and tea. So be it. There will be other opportunities to eat pancakes. Today, I stayed home, napped, and read. Read. Oh, right, this is supposed to be a book report about Last Crossing. Sorry, I drifted off there for a second.
It's a Western but the first few chapters were mostly set in England. No doubt this is supposed to set up some interesting contrasts between the civilized world and the bleak frontier. But I'll never see those contrasts because the first few chapters lost my interest and I couldn't bring myself to pick this book back up.
Labels: book, unfinished