Atlas Shrugged, and so did I
Here's the thing: I don't like to read books that are all about the main character realizing she was wrong. I hate that, in fact - the reader, and the author, are in on this failure, and then we have to spend time waiting for the character to catch up. In this particular case, Rand seems to be critical of Dagny because she tries to save the railroad. I wouldn't say ambition like that is a besetting sin, myself, so I'm not sure whether I'll finish the book. That - and though I quite like Dagny, I wouldn't swear she's not a Mary Sue.
Funnily enough, I spent a few hours on Saturday alternating between reading Atlas Shrugged and playing The Sims: Hot Date. I'm not into the hot date aspect of it - my characters don't even hug very often - but I like to set goals for myself. ("Today, Phil's going to finish the expansion on his house, make a new friend, and buy new dining room chairs.") I've been playing the Maud Hart Lovelace neighborhood- everyone's named after a Betsy-Tacy character. (I also have a EJO neighborhood,but I digress).
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