The book I just finished last week was "Moby Dick" by Herman Melville. That was a 800-page weighty tome to read and I have been thinking about reading it for a long time. I saw it in my daughter's bookcase and she said that she had slogged through it few years ago. If she can read it then so can I.

Moby Dick was first published in 1851. When it was first published it was not an immediate success and Melville was not a financially successful writer during his lifetime, unfortunately, similar to many artists who were not financially well-off during their lifetimes. Elizabeth Hardwick, one of the founders of The New York Review of Books who also taught writing seminars at Barnard and Columbia, has called it the "the greatest novel in American literature". That's high praise. I don't think I will go as far as that. What about Steinbeck, Hemingway, Twain and so many others. Maybe, ONE of the greatest. Don't you have to read ALL the novels ever published to call one the greatest? I am quibbling.
My problem with the novel is its size. Not that it is so big, but Melville seems to be bragging about his knowledge of whaling. The novel contains over 100 chapters and not all chapters are small, like in a mystery novels by the likes of Patterson and Baldachi, with a minor cliffhanger at the end of each chapter. There are chapter upon chapter that digress into details of whaling which, although pertinent to the subject, are not pertinent to the obsession of Ahab and his monomaniacal pursuit of the whale. I read somewhere that Hemingway said something to the effect, "one does not need to put everything one knows about a subject into the novel". Could have been an off-handed comment about Melville's Moby Dick, So, you can skip many chapters without losing the thread of the story. In fact, Ahab stars in very few chapters! But, who doesn't love the opening line? "Call me, Ishmael." That's just three words in a 800-page novel.
The novel does feel like it was really experienced by Melville. He did not want to write himself in it, and hence the first line of novel, maybe? His knowledge of whaling of the time was quite phenomenal. I believe, Melville, was on a whaling ship at least for a while before bugging out at some foreign port. The whaling terms he uses in the novel must be very specific to the time and the industry. Often, I would Google a word that was obviously a whaling term, and Google circled back and gave an example of the very sentence I got the term from.
I wonder if Melville created the characters in the book from his whaling encounters, especially, Queequeg the "cannibal", Starbuck his first mate, Stubb, Flask, to name a few. They are all very queer to have been just been imagined.
I found myself wishing that the digression chapters would end and we would get back to the story. It's too intimidating to write about this novel since it has already been written about, analyzed, examined, critiqued, a million times. If you are a book-lover then you have to read it at least once and slog through the writing style of the 19th century.