Fog

To go into Bleak House (the novel) you must get into the fog, the thick fog at the begining of the book. First you see it wetting and clogging streets,  boats, rooms, river banks, the whole sky and the whole city of London. Then it turns into a metaphorical fog inside Chancery Lane. And it’sContinue reading “Fog”

One thousand and six hundred pages

I’ve been busy (and enormously happy) reading Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell, though I must say I finished the book in a surprisingly short amount of time, considering it has eight hundred pages. This means my happiness lasted less than expected. The book is a wonderful structure balanced in such a way that joy andContinue reading “One thousand and six hundred pages”