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As I said, if anybody at all is unhappy reading Wuthering Heights then feel free to put it down and read something else. Or take your time with it. This discussion section will remain open and everybody is welcome to comment however far into the future it is. As I recall Clavain said he might have a go at it in August. I'll be here (probably still trying to figure it out!)


It has come as a complete surprise to me but I am enjoying it and want to see how it ends.


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Dan, I think I have posted in the past that I mostly read for entertainment although I have read more serious writing along the way, but historical has never really appealed, particularly in the way casual punishment seems to be acceptable as a way of life. I feel a bit claustrophobic when encountering tales of squalid surroundings, stringent rules about religious practice especially when it doesn't improve anyone's behaviour and the lack of common courtesy. Maybe I'd prefer looking through rose tinted glasses and I seem to need goodness to prevail always. Yes, your review did have an impact but I think I wasn't totally committed to begin with so it didn't take much convincing that it wouldn't be a favourite read of mine.

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I have started to read and have reached Chapter VI.  It has taken me a few chapters to get used to to prose, but I do appreciate what a wonderful vocabulary Emile Bronte had - and she used it so well.  I am still left feeling so frustrated at the characters and at a loss still to understand why this book is so valued as a great novel.  However, I am going to read it through again (this will be the third time for me) and see whether I can get any more out of it.  


Some of your comments Dan have helped a lot - both the negative and the positive.  In fact I'm coming to the conclusion at the moment that the physical and psychological profiles of the characters are EB's strength. What I have never understood is why the story as a whole is such a great one.  The confusion over names does not help me either despite having read a great explanation in the forward notes in my copy.  

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Welcome aboard Ting.


I'm up to chapter 24 so not long until I finish.  I must admit that I find the behaviour exhibited by all of the characters very strange and I am assuming that it's not usual behaviour for the people of the time/district.  It took me longer than usual to get used to the prose and I'm not as enamoured by it as I had hoped to be.  Like Dan and Barblue I'm finding it hard, so far, to understand why it's considered to be such as Classic but I may well be missing something, I also have no idea why Lord of the Rings is so fondly regarded and gave up reading it half way through as I thought it was boring.  I'll finish Wuthering Heights because I am actually enjoying it.  Perhaps the whole book will come together in the end for me and make everything clear.

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I'm almost halfway done with this book and remembering each day why it was one of my favorites (and not just because there was a recent production where the delectable Tom Hardy played Heathcliff, sadly encumbered by a terrible wig).  I'm formulating some sort of theory about people suffering from following social convention and ignoring the true nature of those around them rather than being true to themselves, but I'm not sure where I'm going with it yet, so I will wait until I've finished to the book to see if it rings true.  


I find both Heathcliff and Catherine much more sympathetic than most of the rest of you seem to.  In the perfect world, old Mr. Earnshaw would have left something valuable to Heathcliff as to a younger son (I don't think inheritance laws would have permitted him to bypass Hindley altogether). I'm not saying that I think Heathcliff was his illegitimate son, although you could sort of see how that might have been possible, but that his love for Mr. Earnshaw was greater than the love of either of his children.  Then Heathcliff and Catherine could have married without concern for money and been one of those couples who love each other more than they love their own children.  Instead, Mr. Earnshaw has to leave his money to the odious Hindley, Catherine has to marry the pathetic Edgar, and Heathcliff has to go earn his money in some unspecified manner.  When he returns, it's clear that both he and Catherine are about driven around the bend by the fact that it's too late for them.  They aren't either of them well-suited to placidly accepting their situation.  And things only get worse emotionally from there.  


More when I'm done.

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i have finished the book.  I thoroughly enjoyed it but don't understand why it's held to be one of the greatest books ever written.  I still find it hard to believe, even fictionally, that characters can behave like that, although I'm sure that life in such a barren wilderness was both hard and short.

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Finished the book over the weekend and must admit to feeling a little relief/happiness in finally finishing it. 

I began the book honestly believing the book to be some kind of "tragic love story" in the vein of Romeo and Juliet or maybe a little similar to her sisters book Jane Eyre. During the second part of the story related by Ellen Dean I soon saw the story was a lot darker than I expected.

It turned into a "cruel revenge" story where status, position and breeding seemed to matter more than anything and the way people are treated seemed to mirror the bleak desolate setting,

No regrets on reading the book, but not one I would advise anyone else to read.

Managed to find an answer to why the story was set half a century from when she wrote the book. Emily Bronte was born and grew up during the Romantic period and started writing the book at the beginning of the Victorian period.Her life straddled both periods and she reflected this in the book. Fascinating essay here. http://it.stlawu.edu/~slureview/2005/6.htm

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Despite being on holiday last week with granddaughters I have managed to get through about two-thirds of the book.  This is my third time of reading although those readings were a few decades ago.  This time I am seeing it in a totally different light.  


The first thing I am struck by is that the majority of the book is Mrs. Dean's recollections of years gone by.  How much of an unreliable narrator is Mrs. Dean I keep asking myself?  Then if some of what Mrs. Dean says is true, I am left looking at Catherine and Heathcliff as very spoilt children/people indeed.  This has put a totally new perspective on the whole story for me and making is a much better read than my previous ones.

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I must admit it never occurred to me that Nelly Dean might have been an 'unreliable narrator '. In fact I felt like she was the voice for sanity, kindness and reason in the story. Usually when I feel that way about a narrator it is because there are either obvious contradictions or obviously self serving motivations in their narration, and none of Nelly's narration struck me that way. Plus it seems like more of a modern storytelling technique. But if she was exaggerating, or even just being very selective (and there was certainly selectivity occurring, a real tendency to focus on the negative) then that might change the whole dynamic of the tale.

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