I have to confess, I’m getting pretty sloppy about writing
these blog posts. I finished this book probably two weeks ago and instead of
blogging about it right away when it was fresh in my mind I put it off over and
over again. It’s becoming a bad habit, waiting to long and then not having much
to say about the book when all is said and done. I feel like I’m cheating it in
some way by not giving it a proper memorial. Better late than never, though,
right?
The complete title to Evelyn Waugh’s book is Brideshead
Revisited: The Sacred and Profane Memories of Captain Charles Ryder.
[Sidenote: I always forget that Evelyn Waugh is a man.
Evelyn seems like such a feminine name, it’s not even one of those gender
neutral it-could-go-either-way names like Kelsey or Jordan or even Shannon. It
probably sucked having a girly name. Then again, I’ve always lived as a girl
with a boy’s name, and it has served me pretty well. Except that time I was at
the ER as a kid and the doctor was surprised I was female (Didn’t the F on the
chart tip you off? Why am I trusting you with my healthcare?). But I digress.]
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