Sometimes you find something and wonder why you haven't seen it before. There is a blog for Classics Lovers? Why am I not all over that? Well, now I am and I'm joining in on the August Meme fun! And they have a brilliantly difficult question:
What is your favorite classic book? Why?
This is one of those questions that is difficult to answer because there are so many answers and all of them could be right. My first thought was 'The Lord of the Rings' because I think it's really good. But then again, that isn't a book I would easily pick up for an afternoon. My next option was 'Pride and Prejudice'. It's a brilliant book that I absolutely and utterly love. This IS a book you can pick up for some afternoon reading. It is entertaining and if you ask me, it is ripe with hilarious sarcasm. But is it my favourite? And then it hit me, my favourite is the book I have been blabbing to everyone about: 'Wuthering Heights'!
'Wuthering Heights' is an absolutely amazing book. I have already blogged so much about the relationship between Kathy and Heathcliff but I simply cannot get enough of it. Emily Bronte created two characters here that are, in my mind, unrivaled. They are loving, cruel, desperate and, above all, very human. Whereas many other protagonists are eventually in the right, Heathcliff never does what would be considered morally right. And yet, as a reader, you are still able to feel sorry for the man, feel his pain and love. That is amazing writing.
I am not a massive fan of the Bronte's. I think 'Jane Eyre' is overrated, especially when compared to 'Wuthering Heights' and I only like Anne's poetry. Some think of their novels as stuffy and too serious and I can see where they are coming from. They are a lot more serious than Jane Austen, but that is because Austen described the lives of normal English people, whereas Emily and Charlotte Bronte's characters are also representations of larger social movements. What doesn't help 'Wuthering Heights' is that it has multiple narrators who switch regularly and one of the characters, Joseph, talks in a heavy accent that is written out. Reading aloud is the only solution I'm afraid.
I love this book and can read it repeatedly. It makes me lose faith in humanity only to give it back in the final section of the novel. The love story is both beautiful and terrible. And now I really want to read it again!
How about you? What's your favourite classic?