Back when I was enrolled in the obligatory American literature class in high school, we read Hemingway’s The Sun Also Rises. It bored me to tears. I had no idea why I was reading a whole bunch of boring conversations between boring people. Now, it is only fair to note that when I was in high school, my literary tastes were unrefined. Well, that is putting it mildly; I had no taste. So, my high school reaction to books is generally not even remotely accurate. But, in this case, I was … [Read more...] about Fighting Vainly the Old Ennui