I am actually (I can't believe I'm saying this) attempting to read....
...are you ready?...
Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen.
I know, I know... the people who know me in real life are saying, "WHAT?? You hate 19th century literature!" And that is true. The melodrama and the way every conversation is so drawn out makes me want to cry. But the way I look at it, if I could slog through Moby Dick and find it funny ("Alas, York was a butterless man...") and read The Lord of the Rings (INCLUDING, I might add, all the elf songs... although I was ready to scream at the end if one more character decided to belt out a tune), then surely I can wade through Pride and Prejudice, right?
PLEASE tell me I'm right!
Now watch... I'll get more comments than I could ever DREAM of getting, all telling me that this is their favorite book of all time. I respect and honor all of you out there -- truly I do! But this is just not my genre (despite the fact that I think The Count of Monte Cristo was one of the best fiction books I ever read), and I have set a lofty goal for myself.
Wish me luck.