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If you're looking for a book with a plot, this is not for you. But if you'd like to take a leisurely trip down the Thames in good company, I can't imagine a better book. Jerome K. Jerome, is even funnier than his name. I kept catching myself smiling as I read his account of his trip down the river with his two equally lazy buddies and his dog Montmorency. The book was actually less about the trip itself than a collection of daydreams and random stories pulled together in much the same manner as a really great dinner conversation with good friends. He spends a lot of the book light-heartedly poking fun at his own laziness and hypochondria. For example:
"I can't sit still and see another man slaving and working. I want to get up and superintend, and walk round with my hands in my pockets, and tell him what to do. It is my energetic nature. I can't help it."
He also frequently jokes around about his writing:
“Just when we had given up all hope -- yes, I know that is always the time that things do happen in novels and tales; but I can’t help it. I resolved, when I began to write this book, that I would be strictly truthful in a ll things; and so I will be, even if I have to employ hackneyed phrases for the purpose.”
His writing is actually a lot like a river itself. It meanders all over the place, yet flows along very pleasantly. I'd call it stream-of-consciousness (no pun intended) but its not as pretentious and unpunctuated as that style usually is.
"I can't sit still and see another man slaving and working. I want to get up and superintend, and walk round with my hands in my pockets, and tell him what to do. It is my energetic nature. I can't help it."
He also frequently jokes around about his writing:
“Just when we had given up all hope -- yes, I know that is always the time that things do happen in novels and tales; but I can’t help it. I resolved, when I began to write this book, that I would be strictly truthful in a ll things; and so I will be, even if I have to employ hackneyed phrases for the purpose.”
His writing is actually a lot like a river itself. It meanders all over the place, yet flows along very pleasantly. I'd call it stream-of-consciousness (no pun intended) but its not as pretentious and unpunctuated as that style usually is.