Chasing My Hat Through 12 Classic Novels
Read Along with My 2026 Reading Plan—and the Tenuous Theory Holding It Together
“I have read today . . . some ten pages of Tristram Shandy,” wrote C.S. Lewis to his friend Arthur Greeves in 1916, “and am wondering whether I like it.” Why the hesitation? “It is certainly the maddest book ever written. . . . It gives you the impression of an escaped lunatic’s conversation while chasing his hat on a windy May morning.”
