Fingersmith made me realize that I really should not have put off reading Sarah Waters for so long. Fingersmith has been sitting on my shelf for a couple of years now. Since I’m officially trying to work my way through the women writers on my shelf however, Sarah Waters was an obvious choice. I’ve been hearing fantastic things about her work for years and all of it was completely right!
This is a fantastic novel with several twists and turns that I did not see coming. The story is about two orphaned girls, Maud and Sue. The only reason that Sue ever meets Maud is because she’s going to tip her the double. Both girls don’t know is there is something else guiding all the events, and the two girls are caught up in a plot that neither of them expected. Separated, both girls struggle with the longing that they feel for each other.
Needless to say, I love this book! It’s got it all: a tender and forbidden romance, a murder, a sane person trapped in an asylum, conspiracies, double agents, betrayals (after betrayals!), twists, turns, perverts, mysteries and suspense.
I first heard of The Scarlet Pimpernel when I was in 7th grade. My homeroom teacher read a passage of it aloud and I remember being completely enamored by the book, but for some reason, despite the fact that I thought about it now and again, I never read the book.
Reading it ten years or so later, I don’t remember what passage my teacher had read aloud, but I still like the book. Not as much as I had hoped, I did feel myself getting tired of it in the beginning for a little bit but eventually the story got going along. While I knew it was a swashbuckling tale of adventure, I was not aware of what an awesome love story there was included! Enough to make you swoon.
In the end however, it may have been years of holding it on a pedestal, but it did not fulfill my expectations and I’m left a little disappointed. Despite the grisly backdrop of the French Revolution, perhaps it was just a little too lighthearted for my taste.
Agatha Christie has been on my list of authors to try for a very long time. Something about the genre “mystery” cuts my enthusiasm for a book by half so I have been putting it off for years. Years! For really no reason at all, since I really enjoyed And Then There Were None. In fact, I read it in just two sittings.
Essentially, in And Then There Were None, ten people are invited to spend time on an isolated island by two people that the ten people vaguely recall knowing or has been tricked into believing that friends or what have you will be staying there as well. Then they’re killed off one by one.
I don’t really know what’s going on with me lately, but I took a really long break from horror novels and movies, not on purpose but I just wasn’t feeling it, and for some reason, I’m now more freaked out than before. First there was The Woman in Black, which I’m sure shouldn’t have given me the amount of heebie-jeebies I got, and then last night at 3am when I finished this book, I was 85% sure I could hear someone in the apartment. Probably to kill me in my bed. Nothing whatsoever to do with And Then There Were None, I’m sure.
Also, I guessed who it was in the beginning, but Agatha Christie did keep me questioning my choice throughout the book so I don’t think it was that predictable, and of course at one point I was forced to change my opinion, so bravo for that.
It was an engaging and enjoyable read.