No matter how many times I read this book, I am caught anew by the beauty of Austen’s words and the excellent story that is shaped by them. There’s a reason that this is such a well-known classic. Regardless of the quote, there are so many moments in this story that people immediately know, whether they’ve read it or not.
I started this story loving the old man. I felt sympathy for this seemingly innocent creature standing alone in his garden, pruning the roses. Genuine concern when he was being interrogated by the unknown woman. But, as the story unfolded, I quickly switched my alliances.
This is certainly not like any holiday that I would want to take. Skulking around in a slightly off-kilter, unusual world (which, after all, is the cornerstone of SciFi), selling goods and killing others. Yeah, definitely not the kind of holiday that I would like.
Aliens and vampires – a combination that I never expected, thought of, or have experienced before. Yet, it is something that worked brilliantly in Infestation. Actually, I was really disappointed when this ended – I wanted to know more about the slightly weird, hippy-style main character. And I wanted to know how this epic war of aliens that left us with killing-machine vampires actually turned out. Did he win the war in the end? Did he bring back his creepy sounding captain?
A very unique, and thoroughly enjoyable spin on The Sword in the Stone. With a little bit of a hint of Robin Hood thrown in. Or at least, that’s the flavour that I got from Holly and Iron. And it’s one that I thoroughly enjoyed. After all, they are two classic tales, and they blend seamlessly together in this fantastic short story.
Who decides on justice? Where does it come from? What on earth is the highest justice?
There is something fascinating about ancient Rome – after all, a lot of what we have today is based around this ancient civilisation. Which is probably why Nix decided to utilise this as a setting for this short story. The involvement of an Irishman and magic just made the tale all the more interesting to read.
I love Sherlock Holmes. Alright, I haven’t (yet) read the originals, or the closest I can get my hands on to. But, there is something about the “elementary, my dear Watson” that is particularly appealing and, although The Curious Case of the Moondawn Daffodils doesn’t quite follow Sherlock on his adventures, it comes pretty close.
What else is there in the world? It’s a question that we all ask ourselves, especially when we’re growing up. Or at least, it’s a question that I ask myself on an almost daily basis. Is there more to the world? What else can I experience? Is my small life secluded, or peaceful?
There was something quintessentially sweet about this story. Although, I had to get to the end of the tale to see that. The beginning, not so sweet, more damaged, a little sad and very lonely.