'Oh the horror! The horror!'
I've read books before that have been scary...The Silence of the Lambs I had to blow through because I was frightened of the serial killer Clarisse Starling is after...I also had similar trouble with Ellis' American Psycho; I had nightmares for days afterwards about nail guns...but this book, The Dark Weaver incites a whole new kind of terror: the terrifying possibility that this book may fall apart in my hands while I'm reading it! The exterior cover is peeling away to reveal the spine and the binding is broken, revealing bald spots on the spine...Oh, I have to handle it so gingerly, I feel like I should be looking at it through glass, or that I should swaddle it in a t-shirt when I put it in my purse. But, then there's that wonderful old book smell that I can't get enough of...it's like the smell of cinnamon rolls or fried food or I don't know, it's just lovely...I want to bury my nose in it and breathe and breathe and breathe...:)
I'm through Book I...and I found out who the "Dark Weaver" is, it's time, ticking away slowly or rapidly, depending on who you are...Ironically, the characters, so far, do share some sort of similarities with "The Lady of Shalott," many of them are also "trapped" in a prison however much of their own making, due to marriage, lack of money or poor life choices. What I also think is a little too ironic(thank you Alanis), is the fact that many of the books I have read that take place in the prairies(esp. the Canadian prairies) express a feeling of being trapped and almost hopelessness, when strangely enough the prairies are such "wide open spaces." Hmmm...I wonder why that is. GG's-11, Pulitzers-14.