Not too long ago I filled up my sketchbook, and last night I finished Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky.

I'm not going to go into details about it, since I know at least one person who reads my livejournal intends to read it and doesn't want it spoiled, but I have to say something about it. ( no real spoilers, but just in case )

I always find there's something a little sad about finishing something you've been really invested in for some time. Bittersweet's the word, I guess.