Let me make it perfectly clear from the get-go that I really don’t enjoy reading 18th century French Literature, mainly because I can’t read them in French, and translations simply take away the real beauty of words.
I’m currently reading Manon Léscaut by Abbe Prévost for a coursera course titled ‘The Fiction of Relationship’ (Brown University). It isn’t a long read, a mere 192 pages BUT the story could have been told in half as much, I think.
Verbosity (read verbal diarrhea) annoys me. This book has too much of that.
The story is simply a boy meets girl, falls in love, girl dumps him for rich man, boy forgives, repeat, repeat, repeat story. There’s lying, cheating, prostitution, kidnapping; plenty of drama.
I hope I can finish it soon, but it is so annoying!