I just finished The Portrait of a Lady by Henry James. Is anyone out there a fan?
There’s a lot to like about it. Some intriguing characters; some vexing quandaries. But most of all, it’s pretty vague. Henry James writes a lot about people sitting around, being. They’re definitely not doing anything, especially in the first half of the book. They’re only occasionally saying anything. They’re not even always thinking anything specific. The author goes on at length about the various characters’ . . . mode of being. That’s the only way I can describe it. If it sounds vague, it is.
I started reading this years ago. I can’t remember whether I finished, but I figured I just didn’t get it. Now I think there’s not so much to get.
Have you read it, or anything else by Henry James? (I started The Wings of the Dove and ran into the same issue.)
I’m very happy to be linking up again finally with Jessica, the spiciest of housewives, for What We’re Reading Wednesday.