The Picture of Dorian Gray. The only novel by Oscar Wilde and the novel that convicted him.
Despite the evidence to the contrary on this blog, I have indeed been reading. Much more than usual, actually. Such are the luxuries of adult life.
Welcome back to another book analysis and review of a book so difficult to read it took me far longer than expected.
Bookths is back after a whirlwind of graduating and life changes.
I also bought about 30 or more so books at a fill-your-own-box book sale at CASE in Downtown Cleveland.
I know I promised to read a book a month and post about it and I know February was a really long time ago. There are a number of excuses I could spout here but there’s really no point in doing that. My mom always says “what did you learn from this?” when I screw up…