Earlier this year I read Sigrid Undset’s Kristin Lavransdatter trilogy. My copy contained all three volumes in one. It was over eleven hundred pages, but I didn’t mind for a moment; the book blew breezily by. Meanwhile, every time I see Simon Sebag Montefiore’s The World: A Family History on the shelf, I think about those thirteen hundred pages and feel…
Open Thread: Too Long, Too Short?
Name a Book That Dragged on Too Long—or Ended Too Soon
