Have finished Nancy Mitford’s The Pursuit of Love. A witty book, a pleasure to read, but it is a little surreal now to read of young, upper class women between the wars whose whole lives and thoughts were on getting husbands from their teenage years. And stranger still to read about the Mitfords. Three fascists, one communist, one socialist and two not terribly political children. Unity, in fact, stalked Hitler until she became his girlfriend, essentially. She shot herself in despair when the war broke out. How insane is that?
Excited to realize I’ve ordered a book which will fit in quite well with RIP VIII – The Haunting of Lamb House. Lamb House was the actual home of Henry James and E.F. Benson, both of whom wrote ghost stories among other things. Joan Aiken has written a ghost story including both men.
Also remembered reading We Have Always Lived in the Castle by Shirley Jackson when I was in junior high, I think. I wasn’t really bothered by it and I don’t know if that’s because it’s not the sort of story that scares me or I was too young to get it. So, I’m reading it again. I was a bit worried because I had just started Lord Jim before finishing Pursuit of Love and without getting far in that was now starting Castle and this is how I go along starting many books and not finishing many, which I would kind of like to stop. But Pursuit of Love is done. Perhaps blogging will help me finish more of what I start.