I’ve gone back to one of the masters this month: Charles Dickens. In fact, the great work I read took most of the month. I’ve made my way through his Sketches.
It’s a long read but the title is so apt. It’s a collection of sketches of and anecdotes about people and places. Dickens was so ahead of his time. Monty Python didn’t really bring us anything new. And although he satirises the behaviour of people there is also respect and fondness.
He apologises at the beginning of the book. He was very young and an inexperienced writer when he created these works. Fine. We can see here his writers’ craft growing.
The collection also acts as time machine for a 21st century reader; we are transported to a London, an England and a society very different from the ones we know now.
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