Author: Grace McCleen
In: I Am Heathcliff (Kate Mosse)
Rating Out of 5: 3 (On the fence about this one)
My Bookshelves: Easy reading
Dates read: 20th February 2019
Format: Short story
Publisher: Borough Press
5th sentence, 74th page: I clamber to my knees then stagger forwards, weeping, cheering, ridiculous, as I watch you scarper.
She’s found herself something to love, but there’s something far more dark and sinister coming for it. And it’s not the love that you are imagining.
This story was incredibly weird. I’m still not 100% sure what was going on and how I felt about it. It was just plain weird. At the beginning, when the protagonist started talking about the “love” in this story, I thought it was based very much on a time in the 1800s when she’s fallen in love with a man at one glance. It’s not about a man though… and the love isn’t really sexual, but it’s still weird.
I’m fairly certain this story is about a fox.
A love for a fox.
Yup, I’m still not really sure about this. Although, the unrequited love that the protagonist shows to an animal does kind of remind me of much of the storyline in Wuthering Heights, it’s a really uncomfortable form of love. One that is not returned, and really isn’t something that feels healthy or normal in any way shape or form.
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