Finished, But Not Through

It has been a puzzling gauntlet of days. I did emerge with the satisfaction that I finished Pekic's How To Quiet A Vampire. I am not quite sure, however, whether the Pekic is satisfied with my lingering attentions. The spirit of the book should haunt our sleep, leaving us disturbed in our attentions to history and identity.

I find myself around p. 120 in London Fields and many reviewers have stressed the need to push on to at least p. 200 before unholstering any verdicts.