This is one of the funniest books I’ve read in a long time!
The words following one after the other are seemingly random at first but they come together so clearly as you read on.
It is not a scary book, which I enjoyed since I don’t really like scary, gruesome stories, but it is odd and eerie in a good way.
I think if I had been born sometime in the late 1800s, the author and I would have been good friends, although I don’t think we’d have a big group, and there probably wouldn’t be many people at all laughing at our jokes, and that’s fine. Actually, I think it would be better that she was born closer to my time period, around a hundred years after she was born because she’d have more advanced medical treatment, not to go off on a tangent.
The book authentically captures the many sides of human nature.
One of the very last stories was titled the same as a poem I wrote recently. Same subject, but mine showed the hopeful, almost cheerful side and hers showed the somewhat pessimistic, melancholic side. It was illuminating.
I was having fun here lol
I get a pleasant, sisterly feeling from her. 🙂