Moby Dick, or, The Whale

Chapter 3. The Spouter-Inn.

I love the opening to this chapter. The descriptions of the entrance and main area of The Spouter-Inn conjure up such a vivid picture of a dank, murky tavern with whaling paraphernalia used for decoration. Almost like something out of a more modern high fantasy novel. I wouldn’t be surprised if that’s where some authors… Continue reading Chapter 3. The Spouter-Inn.

Moby Dick, or, The Whale

Chapter 2. The Carpet-Bag.

Yet Dives himself, he too lives like a Czar in an ice palace made of frozen sighs, and being a president of a temperance society, he only drinks the tepid tears of orphans. ~ Herman Melville, Moby Dick And so we graduate from Ishmael’s musings on the magnetism of water, to his first steps on his… Continue reading Chapter 2. The Carpet-Bag.

Moby Dick, or, The Whale

Chapter 1. Loomings.

First chapter down, and already I remember why I have such a love-hate relationship with this book. I’m drawn in by the prose that waxes romantic about water, yet I end up reading the same paragraph over and over because there’s just a little too much description. Let’s just move on already! However, reading this… Continue reading Chapter 1. Loomings.