My girlfriend is currently reading The Three Musketeers for the first time, which naturally fills me with delight. That she is reading the most swashbuckling of all novels, by my favorite author of all time, and reading the same beaten copy that began my love for Dumas, is wonderful. It’s also a great way to be reminded of the book, since I haven’t read it in quite awhile.
For example, I had forgotten that Chapter XI is actually titled “In Which the Plot Thickens”. Incredible. Man, the kind of great things one gets to do when forging the beginning of a new genre (not that I’d be above stealing the title for a chapter of my own as an “homage”). “In Which the Plot Thickens”… jeez, the sheer frankness of it is genius.
