I've finally finished Anne, and will go back and read through the comments in the morning. But a few remarks first.
I read Anne at some point long ago, and I believe I've conflated it with Pollyanna in my hazy recollections.
The shift from the slow-moving early part of the book to the drama of the last chapters seemed abrupt. Suddenly there were major life-changing events happening, instead of a string of funny episodes.
I didn't dislike Anne overall, but some of her flights of fancy got to be a bit much. She seemed younger than her stated age for much of the book.
I'm not surprised that this book didn't stick in my memory from childhood; I wouldn't have found much about her relatable--she wasn't a kindred spirit.
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