I always find it hard to rate and review classics.  Usually they’re classics for a reason, I usually enjoy them just fine, and at the very least I appreciate them.  Earlier in the year I read Middlemarch, which was wonderful and long, and I thought I should expand my Eliot horizons. Silas Marner is much shorter than Middlemarch, and a much easier read.  You probably know the basics: old, miserly bachelor happens to become the caretaker of an orphan, who teaches him the True Meaning […]