I was asked in a comment to yesterday's reading post about whether re-reading is because I liked things or because I think I will get more out of them on a re-read.
Hmmmm
I will concede that it is not, on the whole, except very occasionally, now as it was in childhood, that upon reading something that made a particular impression I immediately go ( Read more... )

Germaine Greer handbags the Lauritsen book claiming that silly gurlie Mary Shelley did not writer Frankenstein:
Sadly for Mr Lauritsen, nobody has been paying attention to his howling in the wilderness on these topics and so he has been forced to search out another dead horse and give it a good flogging instead.
However, before we start going 'Good ( Read more... )

Okay, props to Hambly for the early scenes in Sewell's lunatic asylum. I'm not saying Victorian private lunatic asylums are my Mastermind special subject or anything like that, but I know enough about them that my threshold for being jolted out of willing-suspension-of-disbelief (or muttering 'plagiarism! plagiarism!' when spotting where the ( Read more... )

Reported via one of the lists I'm on:
John Lauritsen's new book, *The Man Who Wrote Frankenstein*, disintegrates the Mary Shelley myth, demonstrating that *Frankenstein* is not just a scary story, but a work of profound and radical ideas ( Read more... )