“… the round towers of the castles looked as if they were so firmly encrusted in the sky that, to get to their other side, one would have to hew out a passage through the celestial marble.”
Rating: 3 stars
Read: 18 December – 22 December, 2018
I had to write a little review of this book for my blog. I first heard about this book on my Twitter feed, after this new edition was printed, and Neil Gaiman was raving about it. It sounded like my kinda story. And it was. It totally was. But it wasn’t my favourite, but we’ll get into that.
It’s a 1920s classics, and is about the influx of a forbidden fairy fruit that has been turning people into violent and uncontrollable nuisances. Master Nathaniel’s son has been one of the victims, and he is packed off to a farm near the borders of Fairyland, but something is amiss.
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As the Victorian world slips away at the end of our day, I am more aware than ever of how much remains hidden from our eyes, and of how brief and transitory any such exploration as this can be
Rating: 4.5 stars
Read: 5 January – 10 January, 2019
I remember stumbling across Ruth Goodman’s How to be a Victorian at Speke Hall, Liverpool. My mum enthusiastically shouted my name across the shop to draw my attention. I knew, there and then, that I’d have to read this, so I treated myself to it for my birthday. I’ve only just found time to squeeze it in around my uni schedule. I wish I read this sooner.
It’s a delightful tour through the intimate details of life in Victorian England, told by the historian Ruth Goodman who, for a year, actually lived as a Victorian on a farm. It starts with dawn and ends with dusk. It spans the average day of a Victorian, including the most minute details of every class and every gender. It talks about bathing, dressing, working, travel, leisure, food, and sex.
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I read a lot in December. It’s called procrastination. At it’s finest. Instead of working on my essays, I read. It’s fine (I say in a Ross Geller high pitch voice). Let’s not talk about essays. I’m currently in the midst of submitting them. I haven’t felt fresh air on my skin since Sunday. I’m fine.
I’m keeping these short and sweet because, erm, well, there’s a lot of books. You can check out my Goodreads page if you want to know more on my thoughts! As usual, if I have a review up, it’ll be linked!
Here’s what I read in December:
Jude the Obscure by Thomas Hardy | 3 stars:
My final semester one book – it wasn’t even required reading, I decided to write an essay on it, so extra work for me. Arguably Hardy’s most scandalous novel, Jude tries to break down contemporary perceptions of marriage and education.
I thought this was quite… average. Hardy’s writing is a weird one for me. It’s either really good, or it’s so dramatic that it becomes ridiculous. I thought the start was very strong – I love how savage Hardy is – but the last few chapters just blew it for me. I wanted to throw the book across the room because. so. stupid.
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