A review by lordinnsmouth
The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne

2.0

Yet another 'classic' novel that irritated me. The story itself, of Hester's inner strength, is fine, but Mr Hawthorne chose to pad it out with a lot of philosophical blather, a prissy manner, and a tedious habit of describing every single little thing, from a leaf to a shoe to a look in the eye, in the most drawn-out fashion possible until the original message is almost buried beneath a tombstone of sentences.