The good news: I finished Great Expectations and only have five volumes of yours left to read.
The bad news: It’s only 38 days until my birthday and the end of this year-long adventure.
So, if my shaky math is correct, I have a little less than eight days to finish each remaining volume. Eeep!
Although I have come to realize as I go along that reading your works at warp 9 is NOT the way to get the most out of our friendship, my dear, my goal stands.
I love you, but I’m getting slightly stir crazy being stuck here in the 19th century.