Hurrah: I finally finished 'The flying inn'. I have had quite a dry spell these last two months, and I could barely focus on this Chestertonian novel. It may not be a bad novel, some of its themes are actually quite good, but overall I had only the slightest interest in what was happening.
One reason may be that I have never set foot in one of those English inns, and I never cared for any similar establishments in my own country. I never drank rum, I never composed poetry about it, and I never enjoyed listening to other people's attempts at poetry-writing. Overall, I was quite out-of-touch with Chesterton's environment.
The interesting themes revolt around the common man versus corrupt politicians. Chesterton is really a champion of common people; of course, when one looks carefully, no person is really 'common'.
After writing this book, Chesterton suffered a major burn-out. Since I only have two months of my year of reading Chesterton left, I will have to pick and choose carefully from now on. At least, I will need to read the books about St. Francis and St. Thomas, and reread 'The everlasting man'. Furthermore, something about Catholicism seems appropriate.
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