Yeah. So many of mine are no longer even readable.
What I find with a lot of my favourites from those years is that I notice things I didn't notice then. It makes me blink that at age 13, I didn't notice what a total anti-semite Georgette Heyer was, or Dorothy Sayers, for that matter. I know that part of it was the split on that side of my family (accustomed to it, I mean), but somehow my brain never registered anything from either author except a sort of vague Anglican condescension.
Read them now? WHOA. They are all compact of their class of wealthy well-educated first half of the century C of E girls, they are. Tories to the nines.
"Communist", babe
(blinking)
Jeepers, I typed "columnist." This is what I get for having Paul Krugman open in another browser window.
Ha.I'm glad he's moved on. Adultery isn't as funny as it used to be, chez moi. And the Breast? Is like one of those ideas you get when you're being goofy with your friends or something, but you're supposed to get over it the next day. I have those. But till I read that, I didn't know famous writers did too. Somebody should have done the "cruel-to-be-kind" thing and torn that up.
So fun! I never get tagged!
happy to oblige. I like taking my tags off the board
You find some good stuff when you clean out your house. Like this note from someone I gave a book to for Christmas:
"Thank you so much for introducing us to
The Weaver and the Factory Maid.
M-- and I have both read it and enjoyed it immensely."
(grinning and blowing a kiss toward Ice)
