I am really sorry to all the fans of this book but I just didn’t love it. I do love other books by Forster but this one just missed the mark for me. In Howard’s End and Room with a View, Forster conjures up a sense of place that you enter and walk around in with all your senses.....I felt none of this in Maurice. Some parts of the story were described so well and then there were long spells of boring writing that just lost my interest. I feel so bad saying that because this is a much loved book. The whole book left me feeling as if the story was told from afar.

All I can think is that Forster was too close to the story and with all the living of that story, it was too much to write...it felt unfocused....or could it be that he edited the book so much over the years that it lost something, it lost life. And maybe too, he was just so vague about parts of the story because he had lived under concealment for so long he couldn’t come out and say exactly what he wanted to.
I know this is a very unpopular view of the story but that is how it felt to me ...I just wanted to see and feel this story more than Forster gave me.
Oh well...I will keep the book and reread it in a few years and maybe my opinion will change.
I will say...with no spoilers...that I LOVED the end,