wednesday books
3 July 2019 21:14![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
landofnowhere A comment from last time: it occurred to me that I Capture the Castle would pair well with The Sound of Chariots by Mollie Hunter, as they are both coming-of-age stories of sensitive, poetic girls in impoverished circumstances set in Pre-WWII Britain. Though I think working-class Bridie McShane would have limited sympathy with Cassandra Mortmain's genteel poverty; she's had to spend her summers picking berries since she was 10 so her family could have enough, and had to leave school at 14 to become a shopgirl. I also noticed that, though Bridie's family is always worrying about being able to afford shoes and making them last, the Mortmains, even when hungry and with an increasingly shabby wardrobe, never seem concerned about the state of their footgear. Vimes's Boot Theory at work?
The Hod King, Josiah Bancroft. Back to the tower of Babel! Thomas Senlin, Worst Spy Ever, unsurprisingly manages to blow his cover. Though to be fair it is not particularly his fault so much as the thing where, although the Tower of Babel may appear to contain multitudes, you will keep on running into the same ten people over and over again. (But if you lose anyone you care about, good luck finding them!)
The narrative, having deposited Senlin at at appropriate cliffhanger with a bucket over his head, has now gone to catch up with the rest of the cast, who are more fun anyway. It then leads them to their own cliffhanger, but along the way there is a very sweet romance between two middle-aged women.
So now we're back with Senlin, who gets to stumble around in the dark with a bucket over his head for a bit. But even when his head loses the bucket, it still has a price on it, and of course he is immediately recognized by one of the ten people he keeps running into!
The Hod King, Josiah Bancroft. Back to the tower of Babel! Thomas Senlin, Worst Spy Ever, unsurprisingly manages to blow his cover. Though to be fair it is not particularly his fault so much as the thing where, although the Tower of Babel may appear to contain multitudes, you will keep on running into the same ten people over and over again. (But if you lose anyone you care about, good luck finding them!)
The narrative, having deposited Senlin at at appropriate cliffhanger with a bucket over his head, has now gone to catch up with the rest of the cast, who are more fun anyway. It then leads them to their own cliffhanger, but along the way there is a very sweet romance between two middle-aged women.
So now we're back with Senlin, who gets to stumble around in the dark with a bucket over his head for a bit. But even when his head loses the bucket, it still has a price on it, and of course he is immediately recognized by one of the ten people he keeps running into!