I have been scouring the net for really great fiction set in boarding schools and universities. I blame this on Stephen Fry, Roald Dahl, and PG Wodehouse. I read the harrowing “Such, Such were the Joys” and knew it wasn’t going to be all sunshine and rainbows. And it wasn’t, Orwell spent most of his time there feeling unwelcomed in a dreadful, repressive atmosphere.
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I am going through the tedious but utterly self indulgent process of rating books. Oh sigh, i’ve got to remember to renew my library card!!
I blame my tendency to be overly invested (read: obsessed) on my curiosity. Once I beceome attached to something, I absolutely have to know everything there is to know about it. I work efficiently too, under the overarching umbrella of “Acclaimed BBC Dramas” I have Sherlock, Jane Eyre, and Downton Abbey.
The first is far more enthralling than the others (part of the magic is because of how naturally Holmes is updated). I remember halfway through watching A Study In Pink and exclaiming “this is bloody brilliant!” Honestly, this is before I became a Cumberbatch devotee!
I read frantically, training my eyes on all of the original ACD canon and before the week is out, I can talk pretty knowledgably about Holmes.