My freshmen are about ready to kill me for making them read the unabridged version of Great Expectations, and I can understand, seeing as I'm only about four chapters ahead of them myself, and only because I have to teach the damn thing.
So I cut a deal: we'd strike some of the chapters, because I just couldn't deal with the bell-to-bell reading we were having to do to get everything done in the next four weeks. That's right, we had 300 pages to do and 19 class days to to do it in.
So today I read all the chapter summaries over at Spark Notes, and I have to say, that book gets pretty good! People are all drowning and catching on fire and sneaking up on each other with sledgehammers, and we haven't even gotten to all the crazy "you're-actually-her-long-lost-father" soap-opera drama yet. I so should have done this about ten months ago; then I wouldn't have been stressing out since Christmas about this damn book.
Maybe I'll take on A Tale of Two Cities or something after that magical day, June 4th.