Dealing with anxiety again, so my reading is going slowly, as is my tv watching, so I’ve not a proper post this week. But Jenny Lawson, the Bloggess, author of several fine books, is starting a bookshop! Also, her blog is just awesome, and everyone should check it out.
Month: September 2019
Dracula—the Book—A Slow Start but Worth the Effort
Dracula, by Bram Stoker, is a gothic horror novel from 1897, told in epistolary format—that is, as a series of journals, telegrams, letters, and newspaper clippings, etc. It’s the tale of those cursed to have a vampire come after them. It starts with the journal of Jonathan Harker, sent by his employer to the wilds of Eastern Europe to help Count Dracula with legal matters in purchasing property in London, England. Things go spectacularly wrong from there.
(Watch Overly Sarcastic Productions’s summary and commentary on Dracula, it’s great.)
1—Coincidence Upon Coincidence
The first coincidence is that Dracula’s ship crashes into the beach of the town where Jonathan’s fiancé Mina is staying, along with her friend Lucy. The next coincidence is that all Lucy’s would-be fiancés are friends. The chosen fiancé Arthur Holmwood asks Dr. John Seward (I know, Jonathan and John, but it’s not too hard to keep them separate) to look in on a sick Lucy. Seward, not being a medical doctor himself, calls on his old mentor. Seward just happens to have been the favorite student of doctor and metaphysisist Professor Abraham van Helsing, who just so happens to have the knowledge of—and an open enough mind to believe in—vampires. And the initial property Dracula bought, the dilapidated Carfax Abbey, just happens to be behind the sanitarium Seward runs. Also, Seward just happens to take a special interest in a zoophagous patient, Renfield, who just happens to have a connection to Dracula. And all this in the first third of the book. Continue reading “Dracula—the Book—A Slow Start but Worth the Effort”
Nothing This Week, Sorry
Due to various life things I was unable to complete a book for this week and I don’t have anything auxiliary prepared. Barring disaster, post next week. Again, sorry.