This book is surprising me greatly. It’s not at all what I was expecting: there are more characters, plots and twists than I have ever seen in a novel from this era. It gives a full impression of Victorian life, with a number of people and families featuring.
Middlemarch is an incredibly thick book; over four inches wide, with seven hundred and eighty something pages. I’m not even half way through George Eliot’s masterpiece and I’m already privy to the inner workings of about ten different people’s lives.
I’d recommend this book to anyone who has a taste for classics and historical fiction, it’s very good. I’ll post a full book review when I’m finished (which could be some time).