I finished reading Vanity Fair by William Makepeace Thackeray yesterday. That's right . . . a 950 pages complete and unabridged paper back book. I love Thackeray's middle name and love love love the names he chose to use for his characters. The characters are so off the wall and yet identifiable. First published in 1847-8 this novel is a satire of society in early 19th century England. Vanity Fair is so fun and amusing and biting and ridiculous that I am actually sad to be done reading it.