I Capture the Castle, by Dodie Smith
Mar. 11th, 2004 12:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maribouSo various persons have been telling me to read this book for at least 3 years. And I had started to think it was going to be another Pulp Fiction issue, where the more I was told how much I would love something, the less likely I was to actually watch/read/listen to it. (I should note that I still have not seen Pulp Fiction despite loving Kill Bill.) But I surprised myself by putting it on hold at the library.
I'm very glad I did as it was every wonderful and captivating thing that I was promised. Reminds me of being younger and reading What Katy Did or The Five Little Peppers and How They Grew, only with more adult subject matter. Very clever and eccentric and made me laugh out loud, which is an achievement indeed in my current forlorn state.
Have I mentioned that being unable to smell anything at all really sucks? Oh wait, I have. In repetitive monotony. But it does. Really. The worst part is my oh-please-let-it-be-irrational fear that, having gone, the scents will never come back. I hope the doctor beats me over the head and tells me it's ridiculous to expect that.
(44/200)
I'm very glad I did as it was every wonderful and captivating thing that I was promised. Reminds me of being younger and reading What Katy Did or The Five Little Peppers and How They Grew, only with more adult subject matter. Very clever and eccentric and made me laugh out loud, which is an achievement indeed in my current forlorn state.
Have I mentioned that being unable to smell anything at all really sucks? Oh wait, I have. In repetitive monotony. But it does. Really. The worst part is my oh-please-let-it-be-irrational fear that, having gone, the scents will never come back. I hope the doctor beats me over the head and tells me it's ridiculous to expect that.
(44/200)
