This book has practically halted my reading because I find it so dreadfully dull but feel compelled to finish it. I'm at the point where I'd rather skim it, since it seems to want to tell me what every chapter is going to be about by giving me a summary "in which" something is done.

There is so much that I don't care about and so much that has actually distracted me from being able to pay attention to what is happening. If there is a story, I don't remember it because I've been overburdened with lists of shit on statues or doorways or bookshelves. I cannot even care.