The more I read him, the more I am convinced that D.H. was the most overrated novelist of the 20th century (okay, okay, one of the most overrated novelists of the 20th century). It's just description. There's nothing else to it. Whatever insight is on a personal, character level , where most real people couldn't make such insights in those situations anyway (especially the classes he often writes about). And added to all this, he's boring. So unbelievably boring. And his pacing is off. We get full-on conversations and then jumps through time with no apparent reason or rhyme as to why he jumped through time, except that it was convenient for him. Boo.