How to describe the original unabridged version of Moby Dick by Herman Melville? . . . "a tedious slog of lengthy, sometimes unrelated, prose". Charles Dickens could nearly fill a page with a single sentence, making you re-read the beginning and end of it to remember what he's trying to say, but somehow if you got the rhythm going just right it could be a delight. Herman on the other hand wanders off through the cobwebs of his mind filling entire chapters with vaguely related descriptions of concepts, ideas, deep meanings and trivia. The saving grace of the novel is that the chapters are short, but after spending 5 weeks of bedtime reading slogging through 237 pages of the eight hundred and some total . . . I give up. Besides, I have the Gregory Peck version on DVD.
p.s. I took Herman back to the library and traded him for Dickens, "A tale of two cities".