Yes, seriously.
I adore that book. The tragedy of Sara’s fall from the upper class, her courage and grace even in the midst of the horrifying conditions she’s forced to endure, the irony of her nearness to rescue . . . the happy ending. Burnett’s descriptions are so vivid that to this day I think of one particular passage in A Little Princess every time I see an especially pretty sunset.
And I still reread it every couple of years. And it’s still just as magical as the first time I read it when I was eight. And that’s why if I had to pick just one . . . that’s the one it would be.
No, I don’t know how I ended up writing horror, either.
And I still reread it every couple of years. And it’s still just as magical as the first time I read it when I was eight. And that’s why if I had to pick just one . . . that’s the one it would be.
No, I don’t know how I ended up writing horror, either.
-C
1 comment:
I really didn't get into reading until High School, until then I hated it. Around my sophomore year I was assigned the horrible task of reading the Outsiders. Love it. After that I was hooked and have been reading almost non-stop ever since.
I guess it all has to do with teachers assigning the "classics" instead of just trying to instill a love of reading in their students. I encourage my kids to read whatever they want, and they are all insatiable readers.
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