
But there’s a reason why people are still reading it over one hundred years after it was written. I found this somewhat annoying now I can only imagine how much it would have pissed me off when I was seventeen.

You have to kind of chew on it and think and then reread, sometimes more than once, to get all the information out of it. Murphy used to call “dense prose.” Dense really is an understatement. Yes, it’s slow moving, especially at the beginning. It was good, and Conrad is a beautiful writer. The most traumatic part of finally reading this book from beginning to end is that I actually enjoyed it.

I feel like having a new copy of the book allowed me to have a fresh start without having the jumble of emotions tied up with my old copy: “Look how yellowed it is! I’m so old! Ugh, I hated carrying this book back and forth to school! Look how messed up it is and it smells funny.” I bought my new copy of the Penguin Classics edition at Beer’s Books in Sacramento and then stopped at Barnes and Noble in Natomas, had a Venti Very Berry Hibiscus Refresher, and read the first few chapters with pen in hand.

I’m actually a little bit glad my old copy of Lord Jim took a walk.
