A review by cedrics_mom
The Mystery of Edwin Drood by Charles Dickens

Reading is fundamental as the old expression goes, and if there’s not any fun in it then it’s just mental. If you want to know what this book is about, just read the back of it. The rest of it is a slog and not any fun at all. So I’m out. I kept waiting for something to happen and muddling through Dickens‘ prose and it’s just no. September is a beautiful month and I’m not wasting it on this book anymore.