Wuthering Heights

I'm a little over halfway through Emily Bronte's one and only novel. I can't help but hope that this book is not a reflection of her life, but rather an attempt to spice up a boringly happy existance. I've only heard bad things about this book; that when you are done reading it, you wonder why you wasted your time. But no matter how the book ends, I can see some merit in it already. Not all stories end the way you want them to, or the way you expect them to. Reading books with too many happy endings can spoil you. Of course, that is easy for me to say now; we'll see how I feel when it's over.