It’s Called Mixing Things Up

You see Twinner, I could very easily have taken my last post in the expected direction and given my thoughts as to the underlying meaning of Eliot giving one of her main characters the nickname “Dodo.” (In precise: Dodo will be an idiot. Why else would you name a character Dodo?)

But then, you see, I decided to switch things up. Keep you guessing a bit. I thought I’d throw in a few numbers and equal sign or two and blow your mind just a little bit. 

So excusing me for shifting your paradigm a little, and taking you a bit out of your comfort zone.

In actuality, I’ve read the first few chapters of Middlemarch, and I’ll be honest I don’t know what to make of it. It’s like George Eliot took me to the edge of the pool and then just when I thought she was going to tie floaties on my little chicken arms and walk me into the shallow end for a friendly introduction to the water that is Middlemarch, and instead she all of a sudden blindsides me and chucks me into the deep-end. 

It’s like Eliot just expects me to know Dorothea (the infamous “Dodo”), Celia, Sir James, et. al. How about a little ice breaker, George. Maybe before setting me down firmly in the middle of the marriage potential of Celia you open with a quick round of two truths and lie. You know just something so I can get to know these characters a little. 

I’ll even give Two Truths and Lie for Dorothea: (See if you can pick the lie.)
1. My family nickname is “Dodo.”
2. I cry a lot. (See point 1.)
3. I wrestle gators competitively.

See it’s not that hard.

Good luck and best wishes,

Justin