In Which I Finally Read Beowulf
So, today, I finished reading Beowulf for one of my English classes. In case you've never heard of it, Beowulf is an old English, epic-poem about a Scandinavian warrior named Beowulf. Most people think it's one of the most important works of Anglo-Saxon literature. Apparently, it's been quite a week for Anglo-Saxon poetry. Anyway, as you know, I like Anglo-Saxon poetry, so I've tried to read it before, but I could never get through it. Which is weird, because it's not like it's a boring story or anything. It's actually a very good story. I tried to read it on my own before, and I've had to read parts of it for classes before, but it's very slow going. Anyway, when it was assigned for my English class, I decided that this time I was going to read it completely, no matter what. Anyway, I started reading it and I found myself getting lost in the complicated prose, unpronounceable names, and references to obscure events. I realized that, normally,...