A Preview of Middlemarch: It’s B-A-N-A-N-A-S!

When I went to Goodreads to mark Middlemarch (number 20 on the BBC book list, which I am working my way through) as “read” and to give it five stars (yes, it’s that good), I noticed that most everybody else who had written reviews of the novel felt the same way I did.  Here’s a sampling of what I saw.

Siobhan said, “Best. G*?%*ed. Book. Ever.  Seriously, this sh*t’s bananas. B-A-N-A-N-A-S.”  Okay, Siobhan.  Calm down.  We get it.  You loved the book.

Alex wrote, “Middlemarch is a towering achievement. It’s tough to find words strong enough to describe it.”  I must concur.  There are no words.  Well, unless you go back to what Siobhan said.  There are some words for you!

Phil gave it five stars and confessed: “When I finished reading this book, I wrote in the front of it that ‘This is the most rewarding book you will ever read’ and left it on a bookshelf in Fiji.”  If it’s the best book, why on earth did you leave it behind?  I guess he was hoping that somebody in Fiji would read it, but he later states, “I doubt anyone’s picked it up since then; Fiji is a strange and frightening place.”

Anyway, you get the idea.  These people loved Middlemarch, and so do I!  Although I won’t use as strong of words as Siobhan, or leave it on a bookshelf in Fiji for somebody else to discover, I will tell you all about it.  I officially declare this week on my blog Middlemarch Week.  It’s a long book, a deep book, and one that deserves a whole week dedicated to it.  However, after I’m done writing this week, I still don’t think I will have articulated exactly why this is one of the best books I have ever read and probably one of the best ever written.


It’s not an easy read.  There were times that I became drowsy and put the book down for a nap.  There were times that I wondered why on earth I had to read about gambling or politics, when all I wanted to know was if and when Mr. Casaubon would die.  I struggled through it, but at the end, I felt a sense of accomplishment, triumph, and true love for this famous Victorian novel, published in 1874.

Have you read it?  Is it B-A-N-A-N-A-S?