To read a great writer, you have to want him to be great; be-cause, if he’s not so great, why are you reading him? (maybe you were coerced). But let’s review..I’ll open, say, some Kafka, in, or a little after the middle because they said he was great (in some dumb college course run by some dumb college professor who is heavily invested in that Kafka is a great writer, –WHY? I don’t know! not yet, anyway) and I don’t want to get bogged down with the very beginning, which is usually kind of slow, and plodding, and – one assumes (because of greatness) – it’s going somewhere; but I want to skip through all that and get straight into the tragedy t h at all is supposably leading to and see what’s up with that..Nothing doing! it’s about as slow as the beginning chapters probably were. So! think about those two little pages a little, and about a little of the interview he gave at some point that they quoted in the big, boring introduction that happens before the slow beginning; and wonder if maybe he’s not kind of great after all. I don’t know about it, maybe so. I may try and pick it up again sometime maybe not. I never really thought much of Mr. Kafka anyway he kind of dry..like me! (like all us child prodigy’s). Mann is a little more tolerable, almost great, even..Ma-an.