We did 19th century French Realism this week on my course. I didn't like it. At all. I could go into a long rant about the reasons why and explain myself, and it would take probably six huge paragraphs and a lot of your time. And frankly, that would be just as dull as reading French Realism. So instead I'll summarise:
I prefer stories to be fictional, stretching my imagination. Not reflective of the dull society of the time. I kept waiting for a dragon to appear and eat all the boring characters for breakfast.
No dragons.
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