Reflecting upon the completion of Tom Jones

There are multiple editions of literary classics, thus completing one and boasting of achieving such a feat is a red-herring when throwing out page numbers read.

I completed Tom Jones this morning. I started reading it two weeks ago, but it hardly feels like so many days have passed. I don't know what some of the book means, but the main plot is straight forward enough in the conclusion that the 18th century double talk is not a complete barrier to unassisted understanding of the author's meaning and/or intent.

Regardless, I am at liberty to start another item that I have yet to complete form my days in college, but I'm not sure I will at the moment. I need to read something different and that wasn't forced on me like Willa Cather.

I bought How to Win Friends and to Influence Others from Half Price Books because a former boss had once attempted to read it. The edition I bought also had How to Stop Worrying & Start Living, and I never felt compelled to read it until now.