I have quite mixed feelings about this book. First off, Lucy Wood writes in a way that is silky and enchanting. Her command of language is amazing, making me feel as if I were wrapped up in a giant sable on a cool winter's day. I loved the exquisite way that she writes, full of sadness and beauty, joy and despair, dark and light all at once. It is quite clear that she has a tremendous gift. And I did enjoy the fact that the stories are so mystical. I liked the hints of magic and the unexplained, it felt like a game of make believe.
As with any book of short stories, some struck me more than others. I particularly enjoyed Of Mothers and Little People, as well as Notes from the House Spirits. They were sweet and sad at the same time. My only real criticism of the book is that I found a lack of resolution to the stories. It seems like the just start and stop so abruptly. It made me feel as if I were dreaming, or trying to hear underwater or something. And this is not necessarily a bad thing overall regarding the book. It just left me wanting a little closure.
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