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courtneyem 's review for:
Vanity Fair
by William Makepeace Thackeray
Reading this book was like swimming freestyle through wet cement. I was in the mood to read a slow-paced, old-fashioned book along the lines of Little Women or Pride and Prejudice, but this book was like the Moby Dick of Little Womens.
One interesting thing was that the author, who referred to himself sometimes as being the "omniscient novelist" etc etc, suddenly appeared very briefly and unimportantly in the actual story for like three pages.
One interesting thing was that the author, who referred to himself sometimes as being the "omniscient novelist" etc etc, suddenly appeared very briefly and unimportantly in the actual story for like three pages.