Preparations
I'm writing these posts in order to help make the reading a little easier for Jay—but also as a way to think more purposefully about the novel myself. This is my fourth time (in 12 years) reading this book, and I want to pause for a moment and think about why I'm inclined to keep coming back to this book. My only regret with regard to Middlemarch is that I did not read it in my early 20s, so that I could now be reflecting on how the book feels at very different stages of life. Other writers have addressed this, and I'm envious of them. (I'm happy that Jay is still young enough that she will, I hope, have this experience over the next 40-60 years of her life.) On this topic, I'm reminded of Rebecca Mead, who felt what I've been trying to describe so acutely that she wrote a book about it: My Life in Middlemarch . I haven't read it yet, but I think I'll do so after this. Here she is describing herself at 17: " I loved Middlemarch , and I loved b...