Disappointing

I made a decision a while ago to re-read a lot of the books that I had to read for English classes in junior high and high school. I re-read The Chosen by Chaim Potok last summer, and I liked it so much that I read the sequel. I've found that a lot of great literature is a lot of fun to read (especially when you're not forced to do it for a class).

I started Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger this past week, and was somewhat shocked at the level of profanity. I hemmed and hawed and kept on reading. About half-way through, though, I decided that enough was enough. Several swear words per page was starting to get to me, and "great literature" or not, I decided that it wasn't worth my time. With all of the other great books out there, why bother with something that I didn't really enjoy?

So today I dropped Catcher in the Rye and started Cyrano de Bergerac, and I'm already very pleased with my choice. It's a play about an amazing guy with a really big nose who's in love with a lady who likes a good-looking guy who's really dense. It's funny, it's witty, and it's quality literature. And even better now that it's for fun.